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Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Mister Mint no more.
Saturday, Evan Almighty.
Now the cardi and hoody's fever here. So sayang got the grey one from Fox.
And he got me this wedge too. Not that fancy but he says it's nice. At least i got something to go with my green dress.



Having financial crisis now. Line's been off til sunday night.
Sunday, pizza hut feast at sayang's house with his family.
Home delivery was too time consuming so sayang and i walked to buy instead.
His dad wanted to try the new cheesy fondue pizza.
We had 1 fondue pizza, 2 regular pizza (Aloha & Hawaiian) and drumlets.
Aloha's irresistable and topped the favourites. The cheese is too cheesy.
Dinner's full. Eyelids start getting droopy.
Finally got our hands on 881.
Attention caught towards the costumes and hokkien songs. I couldn't understand what they were talking about so i was busy squinting my eyes reading subtitles.
Techno's the in thing now in 7th month festival.
Oh, my mum wouldn't wanna watch this cuz the papaya sister died of cancer.
Tearing moment when her hair starts falling.

Unreasonable parents took back the nikon digicam. Damn.
No more photogling.

Monday, blues at work.
Couldn't sleep at work so sayang taught me this.. Go for toilet break and sleep inside the cubicle.
I did.
Don't laugh!
Only for 10mins. Otherwise my supervisor would think that i'm having a hell of a diarrhoea.
Burger King-ed with dayana for lunch.
Suntec-ed and bought sayang's Pony and Mango for me.
He tore the 2 photos hiding behind ours. Oh, i see her face being shred.
Please let it be a mark of over.
Game over already, restart button is fused for you. You're still a pest, don't make me write your number in cubicles requesting for facial transplant.

Tuesday, still blue-ing.
Slept in cubicle once again.
Lunch-ed with kalai, dayana and farhan at concourse centre. Took the trip there for the birthday girl.
Dayana's got a new admirer, who's guarding the building of Tung Centre.
Northpoint-ed with sayang.
My heels' rubber fell off, with every step i glide.
So sayang say we go to a cobbler.
$5 for my heels to be fixed. Old school.
Now i feel 1cm taller.

Happy 20th Birthday Kalai!
6 more days to mine.

Ok, i'm now waiting for my ghost stories from sayang.

Til then,
i'm still Loving my hubby.