Thank you for the music

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Sunday, 26 October 2008

We need a post-exams outing! To restore sanity and good cheer and to send the melmel off!

Lickie wants us to go to the zoo, or more specifically, where the polar bears are, cause it's an air-conditioned place. Whereupon we'll stay in that small place for the whole day and dangle belbel at the entrance to lure the bears out. That or the underwater world, but that place is expensive and we can just jump into the sea to experience an underwater world anyway.

And just so you know, I refuse to go to haw par villa. Lickie wants to stay in hell the whole day long and look at the torture scenes, but we who have healthier mental constitutions will firmly refuse.

And for good measure,

THE HANDKERCHIEF.

Lichen was reightarded