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Sunday, July 01, 2007

sundays are always very nice days of the week. i like going to church. and i like after church activities too! which usually consist of going out to lunch and then everybody going home to their respective places of residence and falling asleep. but anyway! today was slightly different because we adjourned to starbucks fullerton for coffee rather than lunch per se.

of course it was fun as usual, but it was also thought provoking. ollie (hi ollie! i bet you're reading this) often asks interesting questions which make me think. anyway, today both ollie and caleb have given me much to think about. in between all the random wavings at tourists on boats.

i arrived home feeling quite tired, and walked down the stairs only to hear strains of "orange juice is falling down" (to the tune of london bridge) from my neighbour's house. i have veryyy err aesthetically inclined neighbours. the upstairs neighbours think they can play the piano and are often screeching away in the bathroom. and now the next door neighbour's kids seem to be picking up the trend. oh dear me.

ok! i'm off to iron clothes now to earn more money. ahhaha. laters.

oh yeah one last thing. WELCOME BACK ZAI!!!!(O: finally, the return of my brain is imminent.