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I am
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eoring,foring,goring....
so why are you still reading?

unfulfilled


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Sunday, July 20, 2008



Crashed RP with some of the babes last friday.
The rest who couldnt make it theres one gatehring next week.
Details have yet to be confirmed.
Best lighting.where else?the loo!


The flower really made my day okay.Its the simplest thing in my life that make me count my blessings.Thanks love!


I have no idea what Su's looking at??huh SU?kau tgk apa?

This wasnt the pre planned pose.tapi tkpelah.


The look on ur face were priceless lah bestie.we waited for her back to turn before serbu-ing her class screaming''SHIRIIIIIN!''.


Chilled at cafe esplanade where the waffles and brownie ice cream were daarn cheap!
Our legs were too worn out we had to depreive this kiddo from riding the car.sorry!



Friday was spent havinglunch with norfi dearest.what a bestie i have.we got worried over the same thing only at different time but still in a course of a day.At times its freaky how we could say the same thing and the same time but in this case im glad we shared our worries only to realise we,re brooding over the same matter.((;
Late afternoons were gatherings with the babes and boy is Rp huuuuuge!Only that i feel sorry for the architect who build the campus.He obviously has a dull life judging from the colour of every building.oorr maybe they wanna save on paint?*shrug shoulders*
still,the company was priceless.
thanks love for the flower;
thanks babes for the never ending laughter;
for story sharing;
for being able to meet up;
for reliving ol' sec school days by opening my toilet door while i was still inside!;
for all the hugs;
and for spending a day with me.

There is nothing worth the wear of winning, but laughter and the love of friends."
-- Hillaire Belloc



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