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Sunday, June 26, 2005

yesterdae make it up wif dear dear le... went to meet him... wanna break up de... but then see his face i dun noe how to sae le... end up, i sms him... lolx... weird weird de... then we continued the quarrel for abt one hour plus.... sms burst sia... in the end we still make up... hope nth will happen again ba...

juz realise hor, when i sae i wanna break up wif dear dear, seth kor, val jie, han cong kor n hui ting mei mei all ask me to think carefully lor... n all ask me to give him another chance... dunno they are his frens or my frens.... hump! next time like that dun fren u all liao... lolx... *sound like pri sch kid sia* lolx... even james kor kor oso.... all side him de...

yesterdae mum come n talk to me... abt dear dear... tell me to cherish dear... diao~ first time mum talk to me abt this kind of topic lor... lolx... then she was sayin that one of her fren son.. my age... very de guai de.... his mum ask him to go bath, he ans ok... his mum ask him go eat, he will go eat... his mum ask him to do housechores, he will go do... lolx... even b4 he buys anythin, he will ask his mum whether it is worth it... lolx... weird person... damn mummy's boy lor... lolx... the most funny thing is my mum sae that his mum always bully him de... lolx... ke lian~... lolx...

told my mum if i this guai rite, she damn happy liao... dun need to do house chores... dun need to cook... juz everydae sit there play mj n go work can liao... lolx... but she wait long long wor.. lolx...

everyone oso sidin dear dear... erm... wat kind of logic?? lolx... dun blog le... ciao~

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