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Thursday, November 08, 2007
@ 5:18 AM


okies stop crapps and straight talk. today was woke up again by my lil'sister. i dont blame her much well, not entirely her fault. hmms.. slept at five yesterday. what you thing. *-* oh well, today slack at bed and went off with crystal to get my coffee and her well,..... lunch? or shall i say dinner? laughs~* end up i got jolly bean. went home after moments and ate. pathetic ones.
arrange my roomie agains ~ **** why cant it just go the way i wanted.. [ i suspect there is something wrong with the arrangement of the furnitures, i kept getting nightmares] ~*fengshui*~ laughs~* hey!
meet up with jasmine , and jacq and went on to visit shi hui. [not to mention why] hmms.. then carry on chatted some stuffs while accompanied jasmine and jacq to eastpoint gonna get something from there so might as well..

When whispers no longer survive;




Happy.
Because there's you and me.