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Saturday, November 15, 2008 3:07 AM
morning exercise.

im gonna blog about yesterday(nov14) today(nov15). woke up early once again to exercise! haha. called Xy at 8:20 and she just woke up we were supposed to meet faisal and lionel at 9 at harbourfront. then she smsed me "...... thanks for waking me up. ......." im like. wth.=.= i called you not to wake you up. its about other stuffs. okay. as usual, went to buona vista and waited. so she came and just nice so did the mrt. it was damn crowded and xy "eh can go in?" i thought to myself,... " we have to...=.=''' " lol. okay nvm. cause its alrdy 9:08 and poor lionel was waiting. so got to vivo and met lionel. he lied to us saying faisal was alrdy there. in the end we waited for him for close to an hour? okay la. not WE waited. LIONEL waited.
intended to walk to sentosa but the pathway was closed so in the end. walked to henderson wave, then kent ridge park and then to normanton park(faisal's old house). it was damn tiring la. but kinda fun. ate bread along the way. talked lots of cock and walked millions of steps.
upon reaching faisal's old house, faisal went to his friend's house, lionel went home alone(again. hees, sorry! i know not first time. lol.) and xinying took bus with me to clementi.
wanted to sleep when i reached home but couldnt! so showered, ate lunch and watch The Pacifier. old show. came out in 2005. but nice show starring vin diesel. the botak guy that looks like chris daughtry or vice versa.
after the movie thought that i take an hour nap but, couldnt. lionel called me saying he was gonna leave for the bbq. so i changed and chiong-ed out. took 196 and went to meet lionel at bukitmerah central. on the way, there were these two annoying I______ girls sitting 2 seats infront of me. when the whole friggin bus was empty. and throughout the journey they talked loudly and non-stop!!!! "blah aneh aneh lalala." WHAT THE FORK. wished they would alight but they just wouldnt. =.=. so lionel and i moved all the way to the front of the bus but we still could hear their annoying voices!!!!! beaches! george met us on the bus soon after and we alighted at Parkway to walk to the bbq pit. area C pit 16. i still rmb the bus number la. SBS 9269 J. why is my memory so good. o levels are over! =/
got drunk/sehh-ed/high for awhile then continued bbqing and eating with the 202 '06 ppl. haha. mr siah and mrs lai came! lol. thought they wouldnt come as it was alrdy getting late. yeah.
wanted to ton but didnt cause they couldnt decide where to go. so jin's parents gave me a lift home. thanks! this way, my mom wouldnt worry and i can come back to use MSN! lol.

and yep, xinying, you really spoilt your own show. seriously.

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the following paragraphs is NC16 as it contains some words that young kids shouldnt see.
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(so favourite uncle, you know what to do. dont let the twins see this. lol.)






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okay here it is. are they(small kids) gone yet?


i dont and may never know you. i am different from the others. even if i dont mention your name, you'd probably know this is about you. and yes, this is going out to KwanQiYao. i dont give a fuck if i spelled your name wrongly or shit. you are a complete asshole. what kind of friend are you? jin treated you as a brother. what did you do in return? treat him like a customer? hello shit head, we bought his shirt because we, as his friends, supported him. not because we expected your pathetic website to be printed on the shirt. wtf. do jin a favour and want him to pay you $200?! eh you dreaming? i think you just wear a tudung, put on lipstick and rob a bank or you should just let 3 white tigers kill the shit out of you. now, you gonna print your own shirt and sell for $80. wtf. $80. i really wonder which bitch would waste that sorta money. to those who buy his(qiyao) shirt, two words to describe you. "DUMB FUCK."
not that my art is fantastic. in fact, my art sucks but YOUR designs are lousy. maybe its because i dont appreciate shit. be thankful jin gave you face and used your design for his shirt.
this whole thing may not have anything to do with me but i detest shit heads like you who treat friends like jin this way. he's a good friend and he doesnt deserve this rubbish. fuck you









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