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Saturday, September 01, 2007

Finally had a "lunner" with Wendy yesterday. She isn't as lame as the previous time we met, which is pretty good, but wondering what's with her calling me KID ? Anyway, that's one well undone thing striked off from my list of things to do. And apparently after having a walk with her at Raffles City, I suddenly have a list of things to buy. It's good actually, because to Wendy I don't know where is Raffles City, that means I can ask her out to 'bring' me to Raffles City to buy some products I'm eye-ing on.


Thank God my feet brought me to my alma mater yesterday. Really glad to know that a lot are moving on well with their lives, and of course returning to school gave me a chance to express my love for Jess by fanning her. I think I have AIDS, she said she feels disgusted when I'm standing close to her. There goes my dream of being Jess' boyfriend... Anyway, I done a good deed by not paying much to the performance where the girls basically shouted My Destiny by Katherine McPhee marking the end of the concert, because if I paid attention to the concert just to hear them shout ,I'm sure they are going to have eggs smashed right on their faces. I feel more than simply fulfilled that I spent my days more meaningfully before I'm off. So glad..



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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