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i write habitually as a way to verbalize my far too complex thoughts which are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences that complicate life unnessarily.


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Tuesday, July 22, 2008 7/22/2008 05:47:00 PM
she got lost coming to clementi stadium for love's soccer match and because she do not know where's the west coast bowling place which is right in front of the stadium eh, and she almost got raped by bangla. nyehnyeh. all for zuli. he owes you a pack of fag do not worry. and! and! and! after her blabbing complaints, she's all exited for DS!DS!DS!
and it's never ending i tell you until my batt was almost dead.
while eating.
in the bus.
at home.
and yes i love her chair. very much. it's purple. deep purple. only my hp pixel is trashy. i need to get new phone people.!!
the next morning.
....
see the power of DS cooking mama.
i told you.

we had a little family grumble that yester night and divulge on how we've grown into almost a woman. often, too often, yet still we are kids at hearts. and i'm very afraid when that wedding bells strikes for her nearing the year. i will miss her. very alot.

and sunday was jack's place.

my appetizer was chef's salad it was soo good that i've glutton-tiously forget to take a pic.

my jack's beef and cat fishy. (sedaaaaaap tk bedek.)
and another one of my fav salmon.

and i hate my hair. it's neither short nor long its no where near there. and i hate hate hate it so much. and on top of that i 've been patiently waiting for that pay and i can no longer wait anymore. it better come this week or so help me i kill her! i swear!!

and yes i owe them an apology. big time.