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Wednesday, September 20, 2006
11:59 pm

Think. Think. Think.

What should I write? Oh... erm.

Today? Well. Funny.

I made a deal with Loisa, saying, if she wears heels today, I will wear heels too. Well, we both kept our promise. *SMILES*

But I think she felt SUPER awkward in them. Oh man... *feel bad time*
I couldn't find something suitable to match my white wedges so I took a t-shirt and jeans. I felt a little weird. Ani said it's alright... I think from now on, I better not wear heels if I have a long day.

Like, so "ka chng jio" - "backside itchy" - not literally. But an expression. LOL
If you don't get it, nevermind. Oh well. As I was saying... I GOT BLISTERS! GRRRR...
>.<

BUT.

Remember we haven't eaten lunch? So we went down to the canteen to have a little food. I bought a stick of Karaage Chicken and a stick of BBQ chicken. Hah, nice. anyway, we waited... and chatted till around 5pm for the biz students to finish their exam. heh heh...

I can't believe it... they were talking about so many stuff. And suddenly talked about my "dream guy". Seriously, I have NO idea what my dream guy is like... Probably tall, and look good in SUITs. Play music. HAHA. so FUNKY. HUMOUROUS too! lol... Didn't tell them so much though. PUNK PUNK! But no smoking! yeahhh... hehe.

*getting a bit paiseh here*

Then...
Walked with Elizabeth to the bus stop...

And we chatted a lil, though her bus came fairly quickly. It has GOT to be like the 3rd time I told her I could only take 154 home! She always thought I'm taking to Clementi MRT station and could take 184 and 154... NOOO! lol... it's so funny... She keeps forgetting.

Nevermind... Nothing much to do... I just completed a Brendon Urie (Panic! At the Disco) blogskin. Maybe I'd post it on Blogskins tomorrow. Ehehehe. HOT HOT band! Love their music too. SMILES cheekily. Gah. FAN FAN FAN.

oh man... stop stop...

OOH! Finally going to drum this FRIDAY! like, after SO SO So So SO long. :D

ALL SMILES. :D jamming drumming rocks! fun ah...

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