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Thursday, September 21, 2006
Went for mahjong session at jt's house ytd. wif edmund, sengtat n yumei. nv win nv loss. but gotta a hang wif the game. haha. left at ard 9pm den we walked to tm for dinner. after tt acc edmund to the ntuc at tm den jt, st n ym went off. edmund wanted to buy ham n chesse from ntuc but it's close so eventually we took cab home. cos we were all very tired. brain cells all dead. edmund was right. it's worst than takin my stats paper. but it's more fun than takin stats paper lah. haha.


i saw the smses.
it seems to be lyk....
a dream.
tt's all i can say.
the moment u wake up, things happened in the dream seems nothin to u anymore.
or maybe i shld say the happy moments shld be remembered.
anyway, i'm on track.
suddenly reminds me of mr teng, tt ba teng. " Wake up! Wake up! It's time to wake up!" haha. still rmb when we were in sec 3 durin our DnT lesson, tt's he fav phrase. haha.


* being an outsider, sees things clearer n better.
* a pack of lies or it's really comes out from your heart.
* it doesnt really matters at all already.
* really...


posted @ 12:44 AM