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A father puts his son on the ledge, fifteen feet from he ground. Kid’s about six. The father asks the kid to jump. The kid shakes his head, afraid to make the move. The father tells him not to worry, Daddy’s here and Daddy will catch you. The kid swallows hard, clenches his hands and makes the jump. The father moves out of the way and lets the kid fall to the ground, cuts, bruises, scrapes, what have you. The father bends over and points a finger in the face of his crying boy. And tells him, ‘Remember one thing. In this life, never trust anyone.


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Sunday, January 12, 2003

hmmm, todae is a bad bad day. firstly, got up abt eight plus, checked the tides and decided to throw some lines. didnt catch a single darn fish, tell u abt yesterdae fishing saga later. then went home, settled down and was abt to start writing my blog, den i heard my mum vomitting. got a fish bone in her throat, rushed her to the hospital and she is fine now. scared me out of my wits though.

yesterdae fishing was crap. maybe becoz i didnt used the cockles thingy. but caught a crab bigger den the size of my palm though. it was quiet fishing and gave my some time alone to think abt stuff. so it wasnt that a wasted trip. hmmm, den later after the fishing, had breaking. took a video and just went thru it, wonder when i'm going to quit breaking to stop disgracing myself, haha. never mind

think later going to go back to school to join my past cca, track and field for training. hmmm, getting fatter liao, no choice lo, going into army some more. actually, not rilly in the mood to write this blog. logging off now.

just thankful my mum is alright - bert

gilbert at 10:36 PM [comment]

{I hear voices, voices only half as humane as mine..}