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Sunday, April 23, 2006
Haaa.

Nth much to blog about.

Other than the excruciating lump in my throat.

Got better this morning but the fries I had for dinner brought it back.

Like how zombies get resurrected.

Aiya wadever.

Sorry eh if I dont fell like opening my mouth tml.

Uh then will get bad breath leh.

Ok I'm going to shutup.

Haha today I was going to sms someone bout sth and I only had to press the button for the msg to be sent and then suddenly I received an sms.

And it was from that person I was going to send the sms to.

Wah bloody weird lei.

Haha if that person was going to send me an sms regarding the same thing its going to be freaky omg.

Hmm its called xing you ling xi.

My ass ah.

Wah lao I'm really blogging just for the sake of blogging.

Damn bored la.

Still got gp presentation to do oh man.

Haha my gp group is having a funny msn convo now.

Ok not very funny la but per ry and samu el are bickering now bout which part to do blahblah.

And its really quite hilarious.

Perry's like yes u'll do this part and samuel's like no I will not and they went back and forth for one minute.

Wahh I just kept quiet in the heated argument.

Haii.

Get well soon eh for those who are ill now.

And bring ur thermometers tml alright.

Night.

My mind's unweaving/ 10:29 PM

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