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-Name: Henry Tay Han Chung
-Birthdate: 19 October 1990
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-Currently in Singapore Polytechnic, Accounting Course.
-Formly from Damai Secondary and kong hwa school.(pri)
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Sunday, October 5, 2008 { 6:34 PM }

If you reflect within yourself and find nothing to be ashamed of, how could you have anxiety or fear?

haha...didn't blog for many days le...didn't blog on friday and sat cus i'm in malaysia...no internet connection for me...went to malaysia on friday to attend my cousin wedding in malaysia...haha...will have the list of event post shortly...haha...

went into malaysia on friday night wif my two other cousins...and stay over at my cousin's hse...jus shortly aft we are about to slp, we heard a bad news...which is we have to wake up super early at ard 5 to fetch the bride...we are like STUN...but nvm...

woke up at 5 and we are out of the house in the contingent to fetch to bride...reach the bride hse ard 20mins later ba...haha...in order to be able fetch the bride, the groom and his brother group have to pass three obstacle being set by the sister group of the bride...

obs 1...will test the bending of them...haha...

like lol...haha..obs 2....sing song...haha...

hehe...the bride was listening from the second floor...
this was the song lyrics of the song they sang...

lastly the groom have to say a few sentence of touching words to the bride before the bride finally agree to let him fetch her away to the church....

the exchange of ring....
haha...not much to post le...aft tat i was as the receptionist of the wedding dinner...haha...the rest will be other random photo...


me wif one of my cousin...

photo of my two of my cousins...

photo of the groom and the bride...

my cousin...calling guys out there...whoever wanted to noe her tell me ba...haha...
hehe...tat's me...
now the jokes...Poetry Contest...
The National Poetry Contest had come down to two, a Yale graduate and a redneck from Texas. They were given a word, then allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem that contained the word. The word they were given was “Timbuktu.”
First to recite his poem was the Yale graduate. He stepped to the microphone and said:
Slowly across the desert sand
Trekked a lonely caravan;
Men on camels,two by two
Destination Timbuktu.
The crowd went crazy! No way could the redneck top that, they thought. The redneck calmly made his way to the microphone and recited:
Me and Tim a huntin’ went.
Met three whores in a pop up tent.
They was three, and we was two,
So I bucked one, and Timbuktu.