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Sunday, September 26, 2004

i spent nearly the whole day sleeping today. no suprises huh? i needed to catch up on sleep. i feel so energised now. =)

my plans for going facial tomorrow with elaine is cancelled! argh. why? cos i have to go to freaking lucky plaza to interview maids with valerie. bleah. this is sad. i wanna spend time home with elaine. and now i have to go out. i can't believe it. it couldn't have come at a better time.

i was with dad on the way out just now to pick elaine up when he told me doreen's car window was smashed. both sides. and i think the lock was meddled with. poor tajie. my heart goes out to you. to hell with those 6 fucking bustards. i hope their dicks get eaten by dogs and they get into accidents with trailers. *gasps* i can't believe i am so mean. but anyway, all they took from doreen's car was... like a pair of sunglasses and some coin pouches. it probably added up to not more than 20 bucks. and i bet the repairs for her car will cost even more...

daddy was copying songs from my laptop into his own laptop. dad's sooo cool. i love him. i know he always scolds me and i always disappoint him. but at the end of the day, i know he's the best dad on earth.

DC, happy belated 17th. i'm sure you had a great time with BOMB on friday.
Zhonglong, happy belated 17th. its 2 mins past your big day. oh well. you, probably don't even know i have a blog. but aiks. nvm. =)
Feng, happy belated 17th too. and i know you had a great time. i could feel it talking to you! and no, i ain't that petty okay! you were horsing around. so could i! ;)




BimboQueen
9/26/2004 12:02:00 pm

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