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Zee. 22. Singapore. Fine Art student. Procrastinator. Occasional insomniac. My favourite kind of gifts come in the form of books. Writing keeps me sane. Art keeps me busy. Music is universal. Europe is the place to be.

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Friday, 10 November 2006 | 3:52 am

So anyway, my bro MMSed a photo to my mom. It's his bike, as in, motorcycle. He just bought it and I can't believe he's going to ride one soon. I caught a glimpse of the picture earlier, but never really got the chance to actually scrutinize it because everyone wants to see how the bike looks like. It's crazy.
He said later that he's going to use my favorite color combination: red and black. I guess he just hates white. Its original paintwork is red and white, and really, it reminds me of Singapore...Indonesia's flag even. So, yeah, I'm so going to encourage him using red and black.



So congratulations to him on finally getting his license, buying his very first bike and I'm so going to kill him if he's not returning my 100 bucks...or if I don't get to ride it with. I mean, hey, I aided him with 100 bucks paying his...I don't know...some insurance and other shit that I can't be bothered with. The problem is, he's jobless because the company he worked for previously is a real fucking pain in the ass. So basically, the money collection I have for this month is short of 100 bucks.



But that's okay. He's my bro. He always gets what he wants. Even my father says so. He's the child that is overly and outrageously pampered. He's stubborn as a mule, too. Sometimes like a big piece of shit that messes with my belongings. Despite all that, he's the best when he wants to be the best with me.
That lucky bastard.



And my cats just gave birth. Keyword: catS. <-- Note the 'S'? There are two of them and I have 8 kittens making noise while I'm sleeping. So now, I have 8 kittens + 3 cats = 11 cattens? (cattens: unofficial word of saying there are both cats and kittens together).



That's insane, seriously.