Woke up at 3.30pm today... and my stomach was growling like mad. Had a packet of maggie mee and went to Ang Mo Kio to have my haircut. The same guy from my previous previous haircut did this haircut for me again. This time round when he was cutting my hair, I saw this big scar on his hand... it looks familiar...
(oh well, it may not look any different... but i do feel the cut...)
all I wanted is to know that u're there... it is that simple... just an act from you will keep me happy for the rest of the day...