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Wednesday, March 04, 2009

...I could be more than a symbol. I could be... the Batman!

I really wanted to say that all the time, especially when I was a kid. But then again, there are those cynics who refuses to accept me as their friendly neighbourhood superhero and goes about calling me anything but Batman.

I mean... even BADman would be okay. But noooooooooooooooooo.

And so they called me the... F... Fatman.

Douchebags.

Sigh. If my it could be so impossibly boring on my day off, I dread to find out what it's going to be like until school starts since 3 days ago I tendered my resignation.


Till I find something exciting to rant about, John

@12:18 am // 0 souls being eaten



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My name is John and God is my first love.

Tennis is my second love... well, for now that is.

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