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Author
The author is a paranoid, deranged and cynical misanthrope who records snippets of her life so that she will remember them when she grows old
and withered. The identities of any names or initials on this blog are based on the assumptions of the reader unless otherwise specified, and the author claims no responsibility for them.
Reality
The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
So, let's observe (less than) a minute's silence in (false) respect to the woman for her (foolishly) courageous passing.
On her glorious blog, she brilliantly pronounced that weather here in Perth is divine. Obviously, I beg to differ. Coming here in June which incidentally was stark in the middle of WINTER, it's as good as chucking the merlion into Antartica. Draw your own conclusions.
I was literally freezing my ar*e off here, scuttling here and there and bargaining like an ah-soh for furniture. And now, when it's getting warmer, obviously the flies agree with me that the weather's good enough now, and are all out rejoicing and singing 'Joy to the Lord' (Lord of the flies. Pun fully intended.)
For the moment, I have to go already. And Zeena Tan, do call me soon alright? I'll try to squeeze some time in (blame it on school) to join you. Most probably on weekends I suppose.
9:25 PM