105.

She sang to herself and stomped her feet loudly, looking and not looking for cobras in the grass.

104.

She was still using the plastic fork.

103.

She heard a familiar sound. Instictively she reached for her pocket, but it wasn't hers.

102

3 SMS, but not the one she was waiting for.

101.

The man danced barefoot down the street.

100.

She felt like a 100 year-old-year ancient trapped in the body of a nubile twenty-something.

99.

It is possible to get addicted to the rhythm of syllables.

98.

One mouthful — and she was transported to the familiar succulent land of Pondicherry, Kerala.

97.

Laid out on the banana leaf was an explosion of tastes and colours.

96.

Ready, steady, go! It is over in 5 seconds. She always loses to Steph, even when she uses both hands.

95.

What is chicken rice without chilli, dark black sauce and grounded ginger?

94.

Looking at the reflection in the window, she combed her hair with a white plastic fork.

93.

The two teenage boys laughed and jostled each other, hiding their strange attraction.

92.

An irrational anxiety made his pulse race. He had to get away from the blinding red table.

91.

She tilted the mug towards her, but there wasn't a drop of coffee left.

90.

A moment's silence; the old bells chimed the sweet refrain.

89.

'till yesterday.

88.

They jostled to post a comment on lucky post 88. The 8th comment wins a certificate in the mail!

87.

He felt like he had to do something drastic to shock himself alive.

86.

Twarted.

85.

84.

Every morning, she started at the bottom right corner of a blank A4.

83.

I closed my umbrella. The air was cool and crisp, like fresh bedsheets.

82.

He wondered why it didn't use the bell. Perhaps it is too tired? Too short? He gives his harness bells a shake. Perhaps there has been a mistake.

81.

Talking to her friend, she felt a new resolve for life.

80.

Obviously no one from Hougang reads this blog.

79.

There was a box of Ferrero Rochers on the office desk.

78.

He was 78 years old. He believed he had another 10 years to go; he felt both a sense of urgency and relief.

77.

She wanted a marker pen to write this sentence in bold large strokes, not with this neat size-12 Times-Roman font.

76.

The words appeared one after the other on her mobile, so quickly, raping her consciousness, a message from her secret self.

75.

Bu-sy bu-sy cloud On-the e-ver jour-ney east To for-get-ful-ness

74.

Unlike a human body, the insides of a computer is quite empty.