The light of the sun has made my eyes opened
to see how god has created the things around us. .
i searched for my cell phone under my comfortable pillow
that my head has been rested on for the night .
reading the msges that left unread the day before.

around 01:10pm took out my beloved gifted guitar from its
cover that has been placed beside a small ractangular cupboard.
trying to figure out the right tune of a guitar to be played.
turning the knob one by one and bit by bit.
-listening to the sound. .
played afew 'malay' songs on it.
strumming and plucking all the strings with
afew fingers. and get the hit of it.
so yeahhhhhhhh . .

mother called us like an alarm for our lunch.
ao i took my lunch,nasi goreng,
to make myself full in the stomach .
read island voices after that. .
its about Singapore short story.
their voices are a medly-ironic,pessimistic,provocative,
plaintive,light-haerted but they are also recognizably Singaporean.
Collectively, their stories highlight the multifaceted and mosaic
nature of Singapore society and history.
They testify to the pressures and dilemmas faced by
a nation that leaped in other
generation from tradition to modernity.
Read finished a chapter today . more chapters to go .

being inspired by a girl's blog who has superb english.
*drools*.two thumbs up for her. clapp clappp!
i can be her closest fan of all . i can spend my whole day reading on
a wonderful , flawless, perfect english .
her blog can be imagined like a wonderful literature storybook
that can make me go on and on reading it without any distraction.