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Saturday, June 02, 2007


imagine rows of food display
jap speaking waiters
using all sorts of hand signs and actions jus to show u wanna have some normal ramen
NO english menu
and when u finally get to the seat, they wanna light up the hotplate and u realise
the ramen restaurant is one floor UP -_-
WELCOME TO JAPAN!


and i got monkey file and monkey pen for work =)
every morning see monkey hehe

it's a quiet saturday night with the tv and air con and bed
how can this 21yr old be too tired for a sat nite
cuz she was almost falling asleep in the midst of a very fun game, in the afternoon -_-
gimme energy!

i mite just wanna migrate to cuba
play the banjo along the road and dirty dance my years away =)

and this could possibly be my wedding song
"unintended" muse

THE AUTHOR

graduating. and pretty much lost. black hair, brown eyes, never sick of sashimi.

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