Hope you are happy, Sarah, now that you are famous, and got Singapore to damage me

Photo credit: British Museum

It’s a rag doll.

It’s always carthatic, as any theatre major and art therapist will say, to write.

I suppose that’s why the Plato Dialogues exist. Oyster Boy is quite dark as well: because laksa must have hum.

Mikimoto is very expensive; I asked before at a jewellery trade show.

One admissions officer in Melbourne was an arts therapist.

You don’t have to read this blog.

And you can stop being jealous of creative types for obvious reasons: for some reason, even when they earn more, or don’t even need to study or work as hard, they still get jealous.

And then in Melbourne they can injure the foreign students but Singaporean cannot injure Filipino?

I’m not the one who went around buying luxury. Thanks. And don’t get me started on the Filipino manager selling sunglasses and the fact that I didn’t even have access to the same SAF sportswear resources at much lower price and I have to respect the soldier who defends the Filipino?

Anyway I have to exercise and the soldiers should learn critical theory. Meanwhile, they are just acting like they are sorry obviously—so that you feel pacified. Which could just be entrapment all over again.

E en when you try a sport, you cannot really talk to the Singaporean who started with sport, because sometimes it is just pointless. Because they started with A and are doing A. And you are doing B+a.

It works like this: “I like it you are trying to exercise more to get stronger. But everything else about you is wrong, especially the fact that you don’t like soccer, and the fact that you don’t buy luxury, and the fact that you actually used to donate to a scholarship fund even when you were not wealthy. And… What the fuck…! You actually know how to use the microwave!”