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Saturday, June 30, 2007

ok, so much for my happy weekend plan.

kid's kampong didn't happen,
zoo didn't happen,
&sentosa isn't looking too good either.

anyway, thanks Dee for accompanying me to shop today. (: love you! bought myself a shirt, a pair of denim shorts, &a vest. &i got to meet my darling Dee, who never fails to make me laugh with her antics&strange speech that takes me about 5seconds to comprehend. she hates it when i make the what-are-you-talking-about face at her, but i can't help it! she says the strangest of things&talks faster than me, i need time to understand her.
but you know i love you, no matter how many times you grab my arm when you're about to fall or afraid that i'll suddenly disappear into a crowd or force me to eat Pizza Hut until my stomach is about to burst cos i drank a milkshake right before that.

MASTURA you had better leave a day free for me&dee. imagine me giving you a really dirty, evil look now.

ok, i think i have no life.
stop nodding.


LOVE,

11:05 PM