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Sunday, September 09, 2007

guess what i got for my 20th + 21st + 22nd birthday from the bestest bitch...

she who shall not be named.

i was actually there when she got the flowers i picked out, and waited while she got the box and ribbons and wrote the card secretly.

well apparently it was for "her friend"

hehe

just the day before she was all like

"you better warn your handphone it mite be his last day in this world!"

and i was like

"walau eh you are sooo not gonna be a secret agent or spy in future!"

and i was so shocked when i opened the box in the train station and the heart was racing and i was smiling all the way

=)

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

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