the heart is deceitful above all things and desperately sick; who can understand it?
Monday, August 09, 2004
Weeli's birthday present to me. Haha, a little premature, but he was afraid it'll get lost in his bedroom if he keeps it too long, so I guess he'll rather take the chance of it being lost in mine *grin*. Imported from Canada, I love it.
The Author, born 7 Sept 1984, graduate of Nanyang Polytechnic with a diploma in Engineering Informatics, currently studying Computing in the National University of Singapore and residing in Sheares Hall.
Antagonised Christian, Cow-killer, Beer-guzzler.
Marked by indolence, has an unhealthy aversion towards work and is the self-proclaimed master of procrastination. Is a regular user of Dictionary.com and calculators(or fingers, sometimes toes) due to having the spelling and mathematical ability of a 3 year old.
Breaks easily into cheesy grins, laughs raucously, and is capable of under-the-belt stabs of sarcasm as well as the occasional honeyed words of flattery.
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