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Sunday, March 22, 2009
finally uploaded all e pics from my camera. this is the time when i flood my page with pictures. ha.


everything is kinda good for me nowadays. except baby's surgery. his condition right now is making me worried. people! please pray for him. :)

fuckin glad that i'm shortlisted for B.I.G. i can see myself hanging long in this club. HOPEFULLY. hahahaha! was out with clique 12 ytd. well, half of clique 12. ha! and we got a driver! shumin! damn cool. caught "coming soon" and it totally freaked me out. marine barrage after movie. it's a new reservoir at marina. nice place. :)



alfred's 19th.
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Sunday, March 8, 2009
omg. seems like i haven't been here for so long. just a short one.

yes, holidays are here. found myself a job. telemarketer. fucking no life. well at least the flexible working hours allow me to take a breath. was at b's house for the past 2 days. wrestling, claypot rice, fruits for supper and quality time with b can never replace anything in the world. i love his family. i treat them like mine. hur.

uh... tmr's monday.... WORK!
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