dae started wit me fully alert
by the charming sound of my monotonous
piano playing wit my teacher.

went for badminton training later
[neva understand wad keeps me going to tt
exercise doom pit]
sweated so darn hard
i found the truth in e phrase
[drenched in ones own sweat]
bravo, moiself, bravo.

then i had this sudden inspiration
to travel all the way frm potong
pasir to bishan to fetch joyce
back from her own badminton
training [which i did]
brilliant if i do say so myself...
travelling such a distance wit strangers staring
at you at ur sweated out self wit a racket in hand
reeking of the very essence of stinko-ness. brilliant.

anewae joyce and i started touring j8
investing our savings on junk food
[gained back all the calories ive lost
at badminton by sampling e great taiwan
chilli-pepper deep-fried chicken
BUT IT WAS WORTH EVERY BITE]

on the way home wasnt sure
but i think we were hit by laughing gas
cuz we started laughing our heads off
wit every wordd. weirdd.

anewae todae i felt lyke crapping a whole lot
do you noe abt the murphys law?
it is:
wad can go wrong will go wrong.
then i think,
if murphy can haf his law,
i can haf my own law too rite?
so lynns law is:
if you counterbelieve murphys law
and if you have enough faith
wad you wan will come true.
think your law.