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Friday, January 26, 2007

so many interestin things been happenin lately.
rather cool though.
been laughin my ass out these days, wo ho.
we spent 5hrs shoppin, and i threw 150 bucks into d queensway building.
yay im broke.
good god i woke up at 7 in d morning and i was obviously gna be late.
and so i was.
miss botin didnt wake me up! so it wasnt my fault afterall :D
HAHAHA
met adel and yantze outside office with a buncha latecomers.
so we decided since we didnt wna serve detention, our only way out was t escape!
so when the councellors was talkin t ccp over d phone, we ran off lik some prisoners whatever.
what a way t kick off d lovely day.. ha.
anyway, yours truly went parkway yday with some pure retards
aha. let me see.
1st retard slammed d whole tray on a table in pasta mania, and d whole garlic bread flew up and landed on d plate again.
2nd retard bent down t get sth on d floor and on her way up she knocked against d table and it shook lik no mother. she kinda injure herself in d process? tsk.
3rd retard just couldnt hold back her laughter thus burst out in some kinda alienated-loud-wierd laughter.
these 3 above acts were truly embarassin -.-
yet i enjoyed their company! heeeeeeee
im so lazyt blog on. besides, im so sleepyyyyyyyyy
and there's trng tmr. how boring with just 9 people.
i wna get that fucking cool jacket like, NOW.
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