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G; Lips that taste of tears,
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Tuesday, March 03, 2009

♥ LIVED TO TELL THE TALE;












Greetings. At such an unearthly hour, i should really be in deep sleep. Too bad the nocturnal side of me automatically surfaces once holidays start and though i know that i should really get ample rest, sleep early, wake up early and not waste my day time sleeping away, somehow those dramas and thesims2 seem to be more entertaining than sleep is.

So Saturday was an interesting day, and as the title says, i have lived to tell the tale. What tale? I'm feeling all lazy to relate the entire encounter again, so let's just say that I could have either been dead or severely injured there and then. Thank God. Really. Thank You, Lord, for having Your angels to guard and protect me from that two wild dogs. There were four of those huge strays at the war memorial, and I couldn't have been anymore relieved that I escaped unscathed. Two of 'em came attacking me and I swear that i felt its breath on my ankle already, they were ready to snap at any time. It's unexplainable though, how they never did. Cause they could have easily done so, for number 1: I could not have out run them. number 2: I dint even run cause i was afraid that they'd chase after me even more. number 3: There were four of them, spells DEATH.
Yeah, so anyway, thank You, Father! Not forgetting Yinzhou who saved my life too, for that, i shall forgive you for throwing that apple onto my feet! Splattering apple juice and bits of it onto my white canvas shoes and also injuring my foot at that same time! (Maybe I wasn't too lazy after all.)

Mervyn's wedding dinner was great on Saturday night, more Eurasian styled than Chinese. It was a replay of Saturday Night Fever. Disco baby. You bet, we hit the dance floor and danced till no other guests were left already. Call it cheesy, but i loved us dancing to those retro songs. Also, my Daddy rocks! Well, some drunken caught me off-guard and pulled me into a hug that night. Seem like he dint know what the hell he was doing either. Unfortunately, he grabbed Daddy's little princess right in front of Daddy's eyes. What followed up was a great din, cause that drunken stepped on some others' tail as well. And confrontations followed, among them, my daddy got him to apologise to me. So back to the dance floor, crazy ass please.
I can't wait to see you guys already, soon on my birthday and next say hello to Genting again!

Oh, did i fail to mention that I'm heading to Genting again for the umpteenth time? Well, it doesn't matter how many times, cause i simply can't wait to go on a trip with the Braberrys again, and yes, KRISTLE!!!

Goodbye loves, I'd be off to 1H03 class chalet for the next few days. Holler me on my tag board will you? (:

cause here's my
promise made tonight;
G.


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