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[Nov. 26th, 2009|03:33 am] |
just the other day,
i slammed the door shut, and locked myself in.
meatball : *Knocking on the door*
me : (shouting out) i aint opening up, i dont wanna eat it, pleasepleaseplease!
meatball wants me to have those smelly tablet,
for my heatiness. AGAIN.
meatball: i am gonna go get the master keys..
meatball's mum was in the hall,
so i had to open up.
darn. |
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[Nov. 25th, 2009|01:38 am] |
when you can't do anything about stuff,
i guess you just have to wash your hands of it. |
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[Nov. 20th, 2009|04:13 am] |
i was checking some stuff for meatball, in his email.
when i saw this email, attached with a picture of a watch;
meatball : oh, and remember to see the email, there's a watch one.
me: oh i saw already, its nice (:
meatball : why, you thought i wanna get for you uh, so cute.
me: no, i din think you're that sweet.
meatball: oh now like that la, then where you pick your current watch from.
HAHAHA,
ya, he did give me a watch recently.
and i have been wearing it, everywhere i go OKAY!
but please, save my face ):
i seriously dontknow why am i breaking out in pimples.
its freaking me out.
my face is at stake. |
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[Nov. 10th, 2009|02:18 am] |
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i was telling jydear, this will be my desired proposal song.
and there, this is what she said :D
the song is totally sweet, like super doubly awwww!
psst, whoever wants to marry me, pls arm yourself with guitar/piano,
AND SING THIS TO ME:D
i dread looking at myself in the mirror, these days. ):
how, brown cow.
meatball, i am sorry, i feel your disappointment and all.
but dont worry, you wont get what you dread.
just like how i believe Chelsea will prevail over Man United.
(they did!! HAHAHAHAA.)
i believe you wont too. (:
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