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Monday, July 02, 2007 Y 2:48:00 AM


how brilliant internet just had to hang after i typed quite a whole lot of stuff
rahhhh.

anyway, skit practice yesterday
and yeah dinnered after that.
sadness okay they didnt allow me even to kope chilli
from the stingray to dip with my fish.hoho.
but i still did in the end :D heh.
walked to the miss u cafe bus stop with faith.
short but nice talk.
it was a pity we didnt have enough time to finish talking but well
guess can always continue another time.
she's a real sweetie i tell you :)
really thank God for her actually.
oh, night walks are nice, i like.
pok and sarah came over to my house to cook before that,
rach joined in later and man was it fun :D
hohoho seeing that pok freak out over prawn juiceeee and such.hoho.
oh yeah i felt like a suaku while i was buying stuff at the market.
mini black kitten, we fed.
poor thing it looked so skinny and dirty.


sometimes i wonder,
is it really such a delight in making fun of someone
just because he or she behaves so called weirdly or does weird things?
is it really that funny at the end of it all?

but sometimes, i dont know what to say or do also
and sometimes, i guess i do that too.




man, and i'm still now tired even though it's 3.03am already.
to go or not to go for buffet lunch tmr?!
oh wells shall see my mood when i wake up then.






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