(Sorry, was in a hurry when I posted this.)

Aimee sipped a green tea in a quiet corner of The Café Cinagro, a cafe that sells all thing organic, located near Aimee's flat. She could scarce suppress a bitter smile when the song changed to "Deep, Deep Trouble" on her I Pod, as she recalls how she was already out of school for a month already. A month ago, Aimee had crept into her principal office and stolen the class's attendance record book, trying to alter her less than perfect attendance score, in a last ditch attempt to salvage her chance of remaining in High school. As her marks seriously were in dire danger of going into the negative range.but her principal acting on the tipped off of one of her friend, managed to caught Aimee just as she was looking through her class's attendance file.

The principal had angrily dragged the shocked Aimee out of the office, and threatened to expel her on the spot. Aimee mind went numb as she heard those words, but luckily the principal had calm down, and reduce Aimee's sentence to a 1 month suspension instead.

Aimee touched her face. She recalls how when she enters into the her three room flat, her mother had greeted her by smacking her across the face. Aimee's mother shouted and hurl vulgarities at her. She did not stop even after Aimee's face was swollen and beads of blood formed near her mouth. Aimee look at her mother with loathing, and run out of the house where she stumbles on to this newly opened cafe, the owner, an elegant lady in her thirties who speak with a Taiwanese accent have immediately instruct a waiter to brought out a first aid kit when she saw Aimee's face looking bruised and swollen. Aimee looked at her gratefully through tearful eyes, as the lady gently used a wet cloth to dab at her swollen face. Since then, Aimee had been a frequent customer to her cafe, the lady boss was kind to her, always making a point to gave Aimee piping hot drink when she was there, and some times even free meals, which Aimee was very touched as she could not believe in a society as lacking of empathy as Singapore, there still exist a lady who Aimee thought, is filled with the milk of human kindness.

* Post rules
* Post 8 random facts (about yourself)
* Write in journal
* Tag 8 or more
* Tell 'em they're it

1. I have long raven black hair.

2. I wanted to have tattoos and get my navel pierce.

3. My favourite colours are Cherry Red, Pink, Purple, Turquoise and White. Preferably in Bubblegum hues or pastel.

4. I'm a secret Misanthrope

5. My favourite white persian cat just died in a freak car accident.

6. I'm a patriotic Thai who loves her Country, Religion and Monarchy.

7. Being an Anthropologist is one of my top dream career.

8. The mystical being that best represent me is the Siren.

I tagged...

I'm in a blank right now..

I can't remember the name of the songs I'm searching. Urghh..No relaxing, good songs to listen to nowadays...How am I gonna live ?

And on the other hand, the weather now is so hot that I have the urge to knock the sense into my town coucilor with a sledge hammer, on why they have to uproots those nice trees and replace it with a useless playground near my house, why ? Not to mention the BIG light poles that they install near my house, that always make my house literally BURN UP with heat, because of the close proximity to my house. And worse, the lights shone into my windows too!

DAMN THOSE STUPID FREAKIN' SINGAPOREAN GOVERNMENT, YOU BETTER READ THIS!!! CARRY ON THIS USELESS STUPID SPENDING ON CRAPPY THINGS, I'M ALSO GONNA BE TAK BOLEH TAHAN ALREADY! BETTER, I WILL RELAY PEOPLE TO JOIN THE "CAUSE" TOO. SCREW YOU. FUCK, IT'S THE PEOPLE MONEY, YOU BRAINLESS GIT!

Sunny mood, no ?