Before reaching the temple, I saw this poor guy sleeping with a book as a pillow in this half-assed playground. I wonder if I send this peekture to the Best Forum in Singapore aka STOMP, will Singaporeans be touched and give him 100k?
After taking that picture, I couldn't take it. So I changed my praying pattern. I asked Guan Yin Ma to make sure that no one is homeless in this world. And may the world be a better place.
I bade goodbye to Guan Yin Ma and went home. I played some games, read some news, and drank some coffee. Then when the time came I went to my Grandmother's house.
After lunch I set off for Parkway Parade and bought Maksim's latest album.
I think the cashier don't like me. She used the penknife to take out the barcode then she scratched my CD case. You may think it's only a scratch but it's not your hard-earned money. I felt so sad.
After some walking around I waited at the bustop. This ang moh boy smiled and waved at me. I felt so touched and happy. Once a wisemen said I looked like a monkey, maybe that's the reason why.
I reached home and no one was home. Today is Sunday.
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