Wasn't in a good mood last nitez... stoned at Bouna Vista MRT... desperately need someone by my side but no one is there... couldn't took it and walked off to a dark corner nearby and trashed it all out! Called piglet, trashed a bit... finally, kinda okay and willing to take dinner.. after dinner, got an urge to my secret hiding place... a place when I will always be when I am down... (no one know where is it except one of my frds, ermmm, now two of my frds...) after walking for a while... I realised it's so late... most probably it will be closed... haiz... went back home...

This morning, went to the secret hiding place, feeling better already but yet I think it will be nice to go lah, no harm going... didn't lie down at the usual green pasture which I always did. Was bought to another lake with load of cute terrapins (turtles or tortoise for those who think they are).

Laid back on the unusual pasture, relaxing... wrote a poem, as usual.. ermm... (poem not presentable here.. sorry... hahaha..) felt even more better... not as tense as before.. not too sure was it because of the different green pasture that I usually set my body of troubles to or was it that I was not alone. The feeling wasn't the same. The feeling was so unexplainable.

A glimpse of my secret hiding right below. kekeee... it's okay if you know where is it coz I doubt you know where to find me... HAHAHAHA... a good place to play hide and seek!

OOOO... was introduced this ermmm Durian Juice... WAH... NICE! DIE DIE MUZ TRY... hahaha... it's at newton Food Centre.


Secret Hiding Place