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G; Lips that taste of tears,
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Thursday, August 07, 2008

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so i caught Money No Enough with J. cried bucketloads together, and laughed till we
were jerking up & down our seats. gosh. though this guy's, that sat in front of me, hair
was blocking my view of the subtitles !#?#>@$/ nehneh. 3/4 of the movie was in
dialect. so yeah, i needed the subs hokay. but well, tilted to my side the whole time just
to read the subs, and it was still blocked! nonetheless, great show. poor granny ):
i miss my gramps. havent seen them for real longgggg.
mental note to self: visit gramps soonest!

school today was madness, honestly i had never been this stressed. developed a splitting
headache from it. cant be any more glad that econs proj is over. it almost killed me. pfft.
well, J, wanying and i did sth after school that gave us FIVE seal points. haha.






yes, for five seal points.

anyhow, J and i joined that iguides thingy too. ig, iguides, ipod, itunes... hah. dont mind
me. it's 1.32am, i was supposed to go to bed at 11.30pm! and my lag time was 12am.
procrastinated again. shucks.

so J and i have the weirdest hangouts, and sudden craves. not only do we hangout at
bus stops, void decks and so on, we also loveeeee to eat. haha. so happens that after sch
we were already happily on bus 8 home, in hope that we'd be home earlier tonight...
we saw a pasar malam, and guess what?!
J: "aye gwen! i suddenly feel like eating shark's fin soup leh!"
G: "me too actually! you want?! let's get off!"

thus, without knowing where the hell we were at all, we alighted and satisfied our
cravings. till now, i've still got zero idea where exactly we were. oh well, it's back to that
pasar malam again tmr to get our stomachs filled :D

one last presentation to go yo. SCREAMS FOR JOY!
goodnight sweet dreams see you later tatas goodbye love loves sleep tight sleep well!
moomoo madness;
G.


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