Monday, November 03, 2003


Attended the Liu Thai Ker talk on Saturday...
he was kinda boring but he is insightful and did inspire me in a way.
If his voice isn't so monotonous, the talk would have been more successful.
and i think the location was so out of place...- the other musuem.
and yesterday's seminar was impressive... the presentation and the programme itself.
There was this man, i htink he's a doctor, who kept me company.
He advised me on some issues and he encouraged me.
His daughter, who is quite pretty (Cresent wad) and wife then joined us mid-way through the seminar.
When i asked for direction, this other man actually bluntly asked "Can we be friends?"
Wah lao... that is like so disgusting lor... he was obviously trying to kill time.
obviously i answered as bluntly as him with a "No."
and he said... " Awwww.... what a way" he added that he had given me direction...
Well, i din force him to and din promise there i would reciprocate.
UNCIVILLIZED BABARIAN!
Anway, im so sad la... Lee Kuan Yew's wife had a stroke in october.
I like his wife... she's a very very smart lady...
I hope she recovers soon...

Im meeting Let later... hurray!!! can finall see her again.
I cant bear to see her go Aussie...
But im sure she'd be happier beign a dentist.
But that would mean she has to look after my teeth.
hahhahah........


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