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Sunday, April 16, 2006
Haha dreamt bout sth quite funny yet somewhat nice last night.

Nvm shall save the details.

So rare that I can remember like 90% of the whole dream.

Wahhhh theres service later.

And someone's bday dinner to attend.

Die liao la no time to do work shit.

Haha was looking thru my friendster testimonials and my inbox last night.

Damn some of the msgs nearly brought a tear in my eyes.

Theres so many things tt I miss so badly now.

So many people.

I have no idea whether I'm doing the right thing now.

=/

Ok I better rush liao buaibuai.

My mind's unweaving/ 9:55 AM

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