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My sewing teacher once told me important stuffs about the art of sweing. When you're sewing, you must have a clear mind. Or else whatever you sew or knit, the end product, wont be satisfactory. & you shouldnt have second thoughts when the needle is going through the cloth. If you're afraid of messing up, you might as well quit. You must have nerves of steel. Those words are etched in my memory like a gory murder scene till now. I cant seem to forget it no matter how hard i try. & thats something as people who know me knows i dont try hard. In what ever i do. & yes, very tough words from someone little & delicate. & even more so for a sport/past time like sewing. I was stoked though. My teacher has balls made of alloy. Yes she has. Well, since valentines day is approaching, i thought i'd put down some tips here. This time, its how to get the girl you like, to go out with you on the 14th. 1. Call girl for a date. Persist even if she refuses at first. 2. St...

It turns out my heart is alright afterall. I have doubts about the results though. Its not damage or defected & surprisingly, not even broken. But everythings wrong. So why does my heart have a heartbeat rate faster than the speed a hobo eats delicacies, at random times then? & how do you explain phantom lights that appear all of a sudden in one my eyes clogging my vision before a massive headache occurs followed by comebacks of what i had 2 hours back? Well apparently, all those miraculous events had nothing to do with my heart. Maybe, those Army people conspired with the NUH doctors to make sure the results were positive so that i can be thrown into the camp as soon as possible. Or maybe its my brain thats defected. I have a terminal illness that i dont even bother finding out about. Another one of my good points no doubt. Damn it all. But, one thing i'm sure i'm not wrong about is when i say the hospital is the place where you can find beautiful people in a flock. A ...