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Monday, June 14, 2004
today i finally found the legendary canned kaya!!! lolz
tt time the sjab camp the pple were supposed to buy the canned kaya... end up they bought the fairprice brand bottled kaya... the difference:

canned kaya: Price: $1.80 amount: 500g
bottled kaya: price: $1.85 amount: 410g

will continue bitching but i fear pple will get bored... so i shall stop... anyway onli meant as a memo for me for future reference... lolz....

btw... shud haf asked me to buy rite??? i can go n dig out the cheapest bargains around... :) lolz

bert cussed at 8:46 PM.



i wanted wings
i wanted to fly
to soar in the brillant blue skies above
for years i'd yearn...

now i have my wings
i want to fly
but should i really fly?
broods of predaters circling sinisterly overhead
more fearful predaters pacing about on the ground below

do i really want to fly?
soaring endlessly, unknowingly into the vast blue sky?
or risk falling, dying as a result?
am i ready for wings?
to fly confidently, proudly into the horizon?
or fall spectacularly?
and be remembered as the fool who tried to fly?

bert cussed at 8:19 PM.