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Saturday, August 2, 2008
My first b'day present
Apart from my lappie and my Onyx stone Earring Mom gave me for my 17th birthday, I have none other present that I held close to my heart. I've always wanted a complete atlas. As the one published by Times, or an encyclopedia of world's history. You know. I mean, some girls want to have bags and jewelry. But as for me, I thought those are the things I could by for myself. But for those books, not just they're impractical, they're also incredulously expensive. So I never bought any. I always envy my friends whose father or mother own a library in their house. And I get upset if my friends called their parents boring because their parents actually prefer books to TV. And I much prefer, honestly, honest honesty, a library than a diamond ring. (My secret obsession is to collect the complete twelve editions of Times Concise World Atlas. To compare their political, climate, forestry, population, etc per region each year).

Husky gave his very early birthday present for me. And it turned out, it was an encyclopedia of world history.



I almost cried because nobody has ever believed me if I said I wanted encyclopedias or atlas for my birthday present. Further more, I've been searching for that kind of book since I wanted to be an archaeologist (You KNOW that it went BACCCK then). And even if I found it in Borders or Kinokuniya, the price would simply be too steep. So I was really, REALLY, happy.

And just came back from 2008 FOP. And I am happy too. And I finally met Dex. I think he's just incredibly compatible with Nat! And after the FOP, Nat, Dex, me, Renee, D, Elaine, Clarice, W, Eugene, Nice and Brian went for Punggol. Then Nat starts to tell us about her sightings. As in ghost sightings. D was terrified since we supposedly live very near the infamous haunted the old deserted guillemard camp. Superfreakilyfunny. I'm not afraid of ghost by the way. I'm very afraid of horror movies though, I think majorly because of the ugly ghosts and the back bone chilling music...

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