Introduction
I don't have a heart for fakers who shed crocodile tears nor do I have sentimental value for emotional basted-s. I'm the devil's work of art. Nobody knows me too much to hurt me neither does anyone knows me too deep to understand me.
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big day out
While people were busy studying (since it was the start of study break), I was busy going for BIG DAY OUT!...well i actually earn that outing...lol...I was doing maths the whole friday,,,,frim morning to evening...
Till night came and it was time for big day out. I noe all of u will wonder wert the hell is that. It's acutali ma church tingy...an over nite with treasure hunt the next day. It's actuali a combine with youth and young adults and heck it was way fun...o yea La i tink matt was kinda heading the whole thing (treasurer hunt).
I got to know new people and all...thou I was down with every sickness in the world but I still had fun. Treasure hunt was way fun...very unique. Instead of having stations and station masters we had to take pictures and video of the task we did. We did nonsense la. Then got commitee came and sabo us. They made us dance hawaian dance wif the plastic u noe erm...sumtin hawaai to hang on the neck. And we did that dance on the street...Infront of the beach street coffeeshop. We visited Francis Light's grave oso la...I like that place but a lot of mosquito. I have this thing for collonial grave yards...as a matter of fact english grave yards. But it was a lil packed with all the graves.(wert to do penang not enough land)...o yea then we did nursery rhyme infront of the axiz or the bandar baru super market sumo...damn fun wei...
all in all...big day out is fun...