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    Wednesday, August 27, 2008

    On 27th of August, I took time off my busy schedule to go down for SNDCC dinner. I had a very positive Sheares experience, with the lack of seats, lack of food (where people had not enough food, and some really generous people had 2 helpings) and a brilliant display of national pride by Shearites who laugh enthusiastically at the end of Majulah Singapura.

    As my wonderful positive Sheares experience today was about to come to a close, something really wonderful happened.

    Studying at the rooftop has usually been uneventful. With the constant cool winds, and background noises by the Gazarians. But tonight was different. Like a scene out of "Monster Quest", a flash of white and red zipped past the corner of my eye. I swear I saw someone wearing a white T-shirt and RED UNDERWEAR walk from A609 to Pangtong's room.

    Frightened and thrilled as I was, I decided that such a spectacle was a once in a lifetime experience. I picked up my Nokia phone and left my safe zone to attempt to capture the impossible.


    Warning: the following image may not be suitable for all audiences...





    Fearing for my life,
    Ben

    Ron roared at 23:15.