Anyways, i shall blog about the random stuff that were like little pepper bits showered over this piece of chicken chop which represents my life after As. Okay whatever. As i write this post, i believe Adriel is crawling towards the finishing line, gasping for breaths with all signs of death imminent. Let's have a minute of silence to cheer him on. God bless, seriously.
Okay shall talk about one random event first- Cycling with Prom King to Changi for breakfast. What an honour to cycle with a King. You guys can never imagine the prestige involved. It's like constantly seeing hunky bodyguards cycling all around us with police cars all over. Scary.
Here's our bikes.
It's Sunday- SUNDAY AND I AM BORED! &*##@$*&^&@*!#
The exciting part was venturing into old Changi Hospital unknowingly. It's like fate. I was like, eh that building looks fun. And both of us just agreed to go inside it to take a look. Viola and it was old CH.
The exterior was about alright other than the usual graffitis all over.
Inside was abit more scary. I mean the mosquitoes.
Neh nehs are aplenty.
Unfaithful people shouldn't go there.
Eee are.
Guess what's this. It's a torture chamber in OCH for the mentally disabled people to shock them back to life with pain. See the clips at the top of the machine, the people will kiap their fingers there and the machine is switched on. The rest is history. Just kidding, those are used by the scary Japanese during WWII to torture POWs man. No joke.
I am currently looking for people (with balls) to go there with me at night. Pay is about 0 bucks but you'll be rewarded with plenty of mosquito bites and no fun at all. I wonder why people will apply.
Who's scared?
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