Meanwhile,the truck driver,Ming Shun, peered out of the window only to see the Mini Cooper in a state of total wreckage.Fear and shock overtook Ming Shun as he slammed the accerator and took flight,leaving junhong who's immersed in regret and sorry--a same yet different form that engulfed the fleeing truck driver.

Junhong got down on his knees despite the stares from onlookers, he couldn't stop the tears streaming from his eyes. He could care less about pride, for all that mattered...was her.

Xian1 nu3 xia4 fan2, someday muz go back.

So don't be sad la, we've gotta move on.

So let's play a game.

Vv obiang, but we never try before bah.

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-Joo.

28th of January 2007....today....Our Beloved Xu Weilun went back to be with the lord....its a sad day that we shall all remember...

Tomorrow is going to come as per normal....but i know its not going to be same for all of us....

May God have mercy on all Beautiful people of our earth.... Ayumi's contraction of STD has already left my heart bleeding....and now this....why must it be her.....

Below are pictures that our bloggers consolidated of Xu Weilun...We hope to keep her forever in our memories......http://tw.news.yahoo.com/article/url/d/a/070128/8/9w8m.html

An indian came to me.

"Do you sell...pen drives?"

I nodded, and reached into the cabinet and took out a pendrive SD card

"Nono, I dun wan SD card..I wan pendrive."

I frowned. "This is pendrive wad.."

He drew a rectangle in the air with his fingers. "I wan pendrive...pendrive...Usb"

I muttered a fuck and reached for the thumbdrives "This one called thumbdrive or flashdrive, not pendrive."

He nodded but I believe it didn't get in.

"how much?"

"$39"

"Discount?"

"No."

He stared at me as if I killed his mum.

"No?!?!?!"

"No."

"Never mind then, do you have mics? For skype?"

"Yeah, over there." I said, and pointed to the back.

"Show me."

I took a logitech headset and handed it to him. "Na, this one good, logitech."

"This is for skype?"

"Aye."

"How much?"

"$55"

"Too expensive."

"K lor" I put the logitech back and took out some crap brand which cost juz a few bucks.

"This is for skype?"

"Yeah"

"Is this better than the logitech?"

I stared at him in disbelief. "No, this one so-so"

"The thing is, I'm going back to India, and I want a good quality mic, is this good?"

I started searching my pockets for a knife. "Well, if you want good quality, get logitech, otherwise, settle for this, it's alright, can listen can le lah."

"So is this good?"

I gave up. "Good, this one best"

"For skype right?"

"Yes la"

"Ok, I'll take it, how much?"

"$8"

"Discount?"

"Discount lanjiao lah, k, u buy 100 I give u discount."

"But I don't need 100."

"Then no discount lah."

He put the mic back. "That's ok, I'll look around."

"Please do."



4hours later.

"Yes, it's you again, you wan the mic now?"

"Yeah give me the mic. How much?"

"$8"

"No discount?"

I finally found the knife.

I'm gonna give him one last chance, I shook my head.

"Ok I'll take it. It's for Skype right?"

"Yes, $8 please."
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"No discount?"

"No."

"No?"

"No"

"Ok"

"Here's your change, 2bucks."

"So this is a good buy?"

"Yes best buy."

"For skype?"

"Yessssss."

"Ok" and he finally left.

Work's fun.