still think that I have 'something' for plasters. Well, I find people with plaster on them are cool people, silly it may sound, but its true. I somehow have the thought that they worked hard till they injured themselves, thats why I am admiring them. And today I cut myself when cutting a piece of metal. Yes, now you're thinking I would be happy that thats happening to me so that I could grab the chance to put a plaster on myself, but no, no, I am not so obsessed with plaster to this extend. I tried clearing the blood, one moment it seems dried up, another moment blood came pouring out. So the solution is.... yeah, you're right, it's my friend, P-L-A-S-T-E-R! I'm proud I've worked hard enough to get a plaster on my thumb! Way to go!
attended a dinner, political one. Not bad, it did refresh my knowledge on what I learned in General Knowledge. And Mr.Nga is so........................... handsome and cute! I shook hand with him!
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