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the night before the funeral: Robots of Dawn
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The night before the funeral. Sunday, March 08, 2015. Just finished reading Robots of Dawn. [spoilers below! Despite knowing that Giskard could read minds prior to reading the book, I did not imagine that he would use it so extensively throughout the story as revealed in the ending. The part where Giskard rescued Baley from the astrosimulator was an obvious example of him using his ability, but I did not expect everything else - to summarise, Giskard basically manipulated pretty much everyone. Of all....
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the night before the funeral
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The night before the funeral. Friday, March 27, 2015. No matter how hot the sun is, queuing to pay respect to Mr Lee is the last thing you can do for him.". I don't think so. The last thing you can do for Mr Lee Kuan Yew is to make sure that the country he has painstakingly built up over the decades keeps on going, and going strong. What did they do? What happened to them? And on that same thought, what can I do to contribute to the future of Singapore? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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the night before the funeral: Weekend trip to KL
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The night before the funeral. Tuesday, March 03, 2015. Weekend trip to KL. It's been years since I was last in KL - somewhere between six to eight years, I think. I had three straight off days this weekend, and since my mum had three days off too my parents were already planning to head up to KL for a short weekend trip so I decided to join them. When else would the opportunity arise? We stayed for half an hour and left. The bus ride took around 45 minutes, of which I spent perhaps 30 minutes asleep....
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the night before the funeral
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The night before the funeral. Wednesday, July 01, 2015. I'm a man, sharply dressed in a suit. I'm on a boat, being chased by a similarly dressed gunman. It feels like I'm in a game. I have limited avenues of movement. I can't shoot him back. I don't even know all the controls. I plunge into the depths. Wrong A lasso loops around my ankle, pulling me upwards. I look up at the clock. A chill runs through me. 7.45am! I'm late for work and I haven't even bathed yet! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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the night before the funeral: Work Life
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The night before the funeral. Monday, March 30, 2015. I took a diploma in tourism and hospitality management last year at PSB Academy, and I graduated from it just a couple of months ago. I then began looking for a job, focusing primarily on front desk positions in hotels. It didn't work out, so I widened my options to include retail and customer service positions, like what I used to do before I went back to study. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Picture Window template. Template images by Nikada.
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The night before the funeral. Monday, January 26, 2015. I used to wonder why I slept so late, but now I know - I only want to prolong the time I have for me, and only me. A time where there is no one else's judgement but my own. When the sun rises, that time is no longer mine. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Picture Window template. Template images by Nikada.
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the night before the funeral
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The night before the funeral. Saturday, January 24, 2015. Seishirou wears black, Subaru wears grey. At the point in time I became aware that I was dreaming, the dream began to fuzz slightly at the edges - a sign that I was soon about to wake up. The dream managed to persist, though, until I entered the buffet and sat down at the table. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Picture Window template. Template images by Nikada.
