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    luckiest day of my life
    Tuesday, May 23, 2006 (1:59 PM)

    i was surprised at myself today. before i knew it, i was standing in front of the history section at times bookstore in plaza sing. then something came to me. i thought i hated history. i didn't get any books but, i read selective historical books, not one that the school throws at me and say, "you will be tested in 3 months time!" and definitely not another book about singapore history. i've had enough of raffles and gang.

    i reached home at 1330 hrs sharp. work was supposed to start at 1200 hrs today. so i reached lau pa sat at 1140, had my lunch and saw hasni, grizzie and faridah. then hasni told me the shocking truth! ok, that was too exaggerated but she told me that work has been cancelled and i should've been informed at 1100 hrs. still, hasni suggested i go up to the office and see what the others say. when i reached, yusma hit her forehead with the phone receiver and told susy she forgot to call me. so i left the office at 1200 hrs. as i took the lift down, julianne moore came to my mind. the forgotten. i had become the forgotten.

    i thought this day was planned for me to get my guitar string which snapped yesterday and for me to have a workout at home. so i made my way to yamaha, bought a .008 ghs string and headed home after the "historical visit".

    had a workout and following that, when i was stringing my guitar, i got so focused with tightening the coil at the top that i didn't notice how tight the string already was. then when it came to my mind to test the sound, i plucked the string with my index finger and "snap" it went, again. that's why i am here now. if not, i'll be making a hell of a noise for my neighbours. looks like the "books of life" didn't plan for me to practice today.

    note: all occurences, thoughts, documents, artefacts and secret rituals (if any) mentioned in this entry are accurate.