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Saturday, June 02, 2007 8:45 PM

the great saga that is my 17th year of existence on this wretched but at times infinitely wonderful planet continues along its bumpy and twisting road through the fabric of space and time.



great! now i've got your attention that above paragraph has done nothing to improve your life :)



watched POTC again yesterday with sunshine. it gets better and better each and every time i watch it. and if you thought its sucked...walk the plank



practiced this morning with the leftie. pretty good session i guess. only putting (which was rather abysmal till the end) and chipping (we're like freggin walking highlight reels, one awesome shot after another). followed by lunch and a speedy ride back in mommas car.



sat in my bed thinking about my fate next week. the flagship event of the singaporean junior calander, radical but rather effective game plan, and a gradually filling tank of confidence. how's it all gonna play out i wonder. will i lift title number 4 and my 2nd major championship or will i have to settle for 2nd best...for the umpteenth time this year.



i dont like that.



actually i LOATHE that fact.



dinner with the folks was nice. i still find it amazing how grandpa seems to be the close personal friend of every single resturant owner in singapore. thereby getting premium reserved parking lots right smack in front of the establishment, unreasonable discounts, excellent service and glorious food.



must be a khoo family thing.


well its time to scare my piss dry with 2 hours of horror flicks with mom so yippee.

life's looking up for the first time in a while. i might actually start to do happy things again soon.

ASHIRA rehersals tomorrow. time for my 4 liner 1 song(er) showstealing performance (if I can actually find a suitable costume for the character)

now i just wonder when mine will be produced...

spread the lovin'

Rob Valentine



any lower and you'd need a shovel