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Saturday, February 05, 2005

the past few days have been traumatizing but eventually, all's been sorted out... hopefully i guess. things didn't go to well, but i'll just ignore it lah. whatever. even if the things are still not sorted out, erm, there's nothing i can do about it, right? fuck it. let's not talk about bitchy stuff.

on a lighter note, i had so much fun yesterday! i still wanna go and scream and jump around like i'm 7 years old. ayes, let's go again alrighhttt? and we can have heart to heart talk sessions at the oriental, pretty mcdonalds where there are polite waiters and waitresses. and i can give high 5s to ronald mcdonald again. wheee.

i just wanted you to know i'm dammmnnn glad. =] just a simple sms from you with what i wanna hear makes me grin like a cheshire cat. it's as easy as that to make me happy. now you know. i'm not that demanding as i seem to be after all!


BimboQueen
2/05/2005 08:47:00 pm

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Serene Loo; Femme; 19 September 1987; Nineteen going on Twenty; Mass Communication Graduate; Account Management Executive; Nightlife; Retail therapy & more retail therapy; Very trigger happy; hayzelle@hotmail.com