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Chapter 132: Washing Machines

hi. you can find washing machines in homes, laundry shops, restaurants, shopping centres, chalets/resorts/hotels, but...
























IN ARMY CAMPS!?

... you must be thinking what's the big deal right? i never knew washing machines are placed in camps leh wtf!!! and i will tell you what's amazing!!! it's not white nor silver in color. it's camouflaged!!! i'm just kidding LOL. ok so, you insert SGD$2 and you get to turn on the machine, throw your overly-powdered uniform and wash! i presuppose that's how the army camps earn money o.o imagine one platoon consists of a hundred-or-so cadets and sergeants. *ka-chinggg* $_$ why not one of the camps hire me as the laundry-lady? *smirks* rofl. the washing machines have to be hardcore as well, so as to handle sand, dirt, as well as the killer No. 4 uniforms and the boot-kicking treatment when it malfunctions. not only washing machines, there are dryers for use as well. SGD$1 lol.

oh ya i reached home at 9:30am earlier after signing-in at the school's student service centre. my sign-in time was clocked at 8:30. so early! i feel so proud of myself. i pushed myself to go school, and back home early. through it all to avoid seeing her. i was telling xb that i can still remember seeing her last Thursday from afar at the bus-stop while i was at the overhead bridge. i didn't realise it was her until she flipped her hair _|_ neh neh.

xb and i have similar gastric/stomach-spoil problems. i've a feeling our stomach-s are brothers. we're not yet 19 but we always cry 'here pain there pain', even with regular meals. no cure zz. i wonder what will happen when we get older and older ):

xb taught me how to make the stomach even painer: eat McDonalds, drink the Coke. worth a try. very emo -__- however, i'd say the above method is PG-rated. right now, i can smell and see the haze forming. i can't see Lot1 as clear as i used to from my room zz.

adada dear promised to teach me Flash this weekend. i'd better hurry and finish sketching my animals latest by Friday. though i've read through sites about the basics, nothing is as effective as hands-on practice. i'll need adada's help alot these couple of weeks. need to clean my room too, messy. if not she come over, very paiseh. heh.
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