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Wednesday, March 29, 2006
My Baby Gave Me A Pink Motor Razr!

one fine evening, after a not-so-stress-free day, with 4 straight hours of lectures in the morning, manning the booth for 2 hrs, a tutorial, dinner, and astro meeting, yours truly headed down to Boon's house for ice cream at gardens to de-stress.

"eh i wanna pee lei. i pee at your house first then we go gardens eat ya?"
" er, u wanna pee downstairs or upstairs?"

well, lucky him (!) i decided to use the toilet upstairs cuz it's cleaner la.

pee pee. piss piss.

so i came out of the toilet, and guess what i saw on the table....

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this pretty little thing was lying on the table when i came out!

well, initially i was just wondering wat it was doing there on his table. then i thought, it's impossible that he's using it! then it was human nature to pick up sth so pretty! then when u finally realise that, after picking it up and boonie baby was jus looking and not saying anything, sth's not rite... then i asked "is this for me???" haha! and yes it was! well my phone's vibration been spoiled for a week b4, and i've been ranting on and on bout the pink moto razr and that i'd get it when i trade my fone in in the future. BUT i never expected such a surprise at all! *gasps* *double gasps*

so on that fateful night, a certain lovely boonie baby made silly anna so happy, she couldn't stop grinning the whole night, from the house to the ice cream parlor, to bed... *muackz a million*

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