soul entree
from my hands i could give you
something that i made
from my mouth i could sing you another brick that i laid
from my body i could show you a place god knows
you should know the space is holy
do you really want to go?
say it right
setting; some high class bakery. customer walks towards the glass fridge to choose a cake.
aunty (worker): erm you want to try chocolate fuck (fudge)?
customer: (gave a stunned look) where?
*moral of the story: talk about great customer service.
for the past two weeks that i hadnt blogged, lots of activities and events happened to me, both good and bad. hmmm where shall we start first. i had a terrible flu outbreak and was hesitant to book in. my nostrils were flowing out liquid as rapid as the Three Gorge Dam in china. my mum didnt even allowed me to go to the doc. sheesh. anyway, i guess it may have develope from all the fun that i had at MI Carnival. saw couple of familiar faces. went to the Haunted House. props to the organizing team and esp to the GHOSTS involved in making the whole experience 'scary'. i think the ghost are under paid. wonder how much they earn?
oh well ive nothing to blog about more. till my next entry. hope it will be way better than this.
*fingers crossed.