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Friday, October 27, 2006

I first heard this encounter from my friend

2 months ago, he bought an apartment in Malaysia.
The night he moved into the apartment, he started to walk around to take photo with his girlfriend using his K700I.
A cold shiver ran down his back while taking photos outside his unit, along the corridor
but did not notice anything unusual or strange as there was a strong wind blowing in his direction.

When he came out from his shower, his girlfriend noticed 3 red marks resembling fingerprints splayed on his back.
Later he fell sick for 1 week for no reason and he would feel extremely tired despite the sufficient rest he took..

Then when they had time to review the photos they took that day, he saw this picture and immediately moved out from the apartment on the following day.

Piqued out of curiosity, I asked him to show the picture to me..
although he was reluctant at first, he did so upon my insistence
The photo name is Picture(96).jpg (K700I default naming configuration)
Creation date is 2 months ago

I asked him, "Is it a doctored photo that you made to make me believe you?"
Then he claimed that there was no space beside the fence, making it impossible for a human to be there..

If I could, I rather choose not to believe...

What I saw... sent the chills including goose bumps down my back...
For those with weak heart, please do not click on the LINK
Picture Is Over Here


Rain!
I love raining days~

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Some people were blaming luck when they lost their job, their wallets, their hp, their gf
But is it really luck fault?
Today let me interview luck

AxE: Got people blamed you for losing their job, their happiness.
Luck: That isn't my fault!~
AxE: So what have you done?
Luck: I help them by making them luckier in searching of job, friends, girls.
AxE: So what you can't help?
Luck: I can't make them smarter, study harder or charming.
AxE: You have anything to say?
Luck: I helped you to find, You can't keep them, is your own problem! Don't blame me for that
AxE: Okay, guess we got your message, But when are you going to make me luckier?
Luck: ...

Friday, October 20, 2006

One day out of blue moon, C throw me this question
C: you got gf right?
AxE: nope..
C: actually you got but tell people, you don't have right?
AxE: of course not..
AxE: why leh?

Love shouldn't considerate Age, Nationality, Education, Height, Weight, Look, Time
But who can really do so...
*Maybe* time can make the love to be deep enough to break any obstructions on this earth

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

I should have quite alot things to write...
but idea only flash on my mind once, stay for couple of hours and gone

Well Gona to use my phone to note down the keywords...
haha..

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Recently read a news on the newpaper about teacher banning student from selling stickers in school..

Well it reminds me of my primary school time that my friend wanted to sell me his sega, so i go by installment plan and agreed to collect it when the amount reach 60%
Both our parents agreed to this deal, but there another boy(I think he's a real psycho) went to complain to our teacher about our deal..

So our teacher made him return me the large sum of money and I actually spent it on rubbish(maybe i change them to coins and throw into sea will be more interesting, aleast got sound)

This the weird part... That time we should ignore the teacher, secretly continue the installment plan, OH! this is not the important part!

The important part should be school shouldn't step into it in the first place...
!@#%^^&

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