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Thursday, November 25, 2004

Yesterday as I was walking along the Chinese High drive way, I saw alot of saga seeds on the road. It struck a chord in me, and the next moment I was down on all fours (just kidding lah, I was squatting only) picking the little bright red seeds. It brought back sweet memories from childhood - those past days when homework meant art and craft.

There were so many scattered all around! And being a kind and nice friend, Cheryl happily pretended she didn't know the lunatic squatting in the middle of nowhere picking seeds. Not that I blame her lah, 'cause I'd probably have done the same if I were in her shoes. And it didn't really help that I was wearing my school uniform, and a big group of CHS boys in PE t-shirt (probably innocent sec ones judging from the height) happened to be walking past, and I swear some of them were giving me the look(but I don't care!).

In the end I only had a grand total of 11 seeds. But not to fret, everything has to start small.


writing at 10:42 AM

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