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About

name : Stanley Siong
birthdate : 16/02/87
university : Cardiff University

A 21 year old engineering student in search of the answer for the lifelong question "Are women really from Mars?"

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My 'important' kena potong lah!

"Time's up."
"Please stop writing."
"Pants down."
"Put your pants down!"
"Stop writing!"

Words which echo in my head after a week of soul-draining exams.

So, anyway, two days ago after dinner, I went into my room and realised my 'important' was cut off! !!!!!!!!! How to survivE? My 'important', my source of life, the stream of joy was removed from my access.

Damn. I hope I can get a new telephone line set up by the time I come back from holidays. The previous tennant of my room came back all the way from UK just to cut the line. What for mannn?? Make life hard for me. The torture of insecurity from blogging in a library.

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