Malcolm's down and out. Gordon is lying down beside us munching on a piece of bread. I think the moment i take his homework out and make him sit with me at the table, he'll start nodding and yawning away. And me, the poor mader, will have to do his homework for him. I wont let him sleep so early. Maybe let him play till at least 8.30pm. I think by then, Malcolm will be up. Where to later? Foodcourt for beer? See how lah. Tired tou sei.
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