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Saturday, January 19, 2008 . 8:45 PM

Okay this is the LAST POST. Ms Fox you can take any of the five posts. I think all are titled 'This is it.'. This is because I myself don't know which one is good; all really are equally bad.
So, this last post is about me. As usual. Anyway, the poor strangler fig tree is definitely gonna go. And, the condo stretches very long and wide. I hope that the estate I live in will faster en bloc so I won't have to see the thing being built and hear the noise. Also somehow I don't think that this is personal recount, but--

Last year when I went to Pattaya, Thailand, for a choir competition, we had two day's worth of shopping. I bought a fishing rod somewhere, collaspible. I wanted to use it back in sunny Singapore but the bag containing it and fishing acessories was chuckd into the storeroom. Lately I have been reading some fishing magazine and it fired up my old interests. So last night I took out the forgotten plastic bag and the stuff in it. Looking at everything I managed to assemble it all together but when I wound back my line the line got STUCK. So I cut off the line. Waste of money.. So I cut off the line and tried again, this time using a heavier sinker. It worked. Lesson learnt: Use heavier sinkers.
So today when my father finally came home from mahjong I made him promise him to take me fishing. Weary with sleep he agreed. So next week I'm going fishing! YES! However I didn't buy a anything to keep bait and fish in. Guess we'll have to give it all to oher anglers.