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Wednesday, July 19, 2006

HELLOS~
=)

my blog is collecting dust.
and it's almost DEAD.
haha.
it's actually already erms.

3/4 DEAD.

i've really lost the mood to blog these days.
haha

so anyways,
i was just reading this mail.
and i was

TOUCHED.

During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz.
I was a conscientious student
and had breezed through the questions until I read the last one:

"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"

Surely this was some kind of joke.
I had seen the cleaning woman several times.
She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s,
but how would I know her name?

I handed in my paper,
leaving the last question blank.
Just before class ended,
one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.

"Absolutely," said the professor.
"In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say "hello."

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come to think of this,
i really do not know the names of the cleaning ladies or men in our school.

hmmms.

this is what i've learnt from the mail.

it says,

Work like you don't need the money,
love like you've never been hurt, a
and dance like you do when nobody's watching.

=)

was watching singapore idol just now.
paul two hill happened to be singing.
and my dad came out.

he was SHOCKED.
STUNNED.
and EVERYTHING.

his jaws practically dropped when he saw paul twohill.

he went,

" OH GOSH~!! WHAT'S WITH HIS HAIR?? "

me and my sis told him that he was OUTDATED.
even MY MUM said that to him.

SHOCKING ehs??
haha.

he didn't care bout our comments.
and went on covering his eyes.
lol.

though i dont really like his hair.
just felt like pinning it up for him.

BUT,
he sings well.
=)


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