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Monday, July 26, 2004

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well. as expected. my eyes were swollen like goldfish.
rush to church.
had praise service and I din know
had my lot of singing with sore throat.
gosh.. it felt terrible.
fishball stuck on my throat, refuse to come out or go in.
Realise so many people i just gotta know leaving...
See ya guys in heaven~ Sounds like they are going to die. *Choy.
lunch was terrible, can't swallow.. rahhx..
receive chocs... Yums*
town to meet my elders..
was shopping around Giodano Junior for jinhyung's clothes.
before i go on, Tell Me... Do i look that old?~
i went out of the shop to find jaehyung and my bro and meanwhile, the sales lady in the shop asked my mum where was the kid's(jinhyung's) mum *me!..
Right.. whatever.. she assume i got sum shotgun stuff?! ha.. PLs...
went to catch Ella Enchanted.. some fairytale show... how swwweet!! =)
had a plus to my sore throat.. having a headache now... right.. i better go off soon.. MONDAY.... i bet i'll have monday Blues..


>>Hey.. thanks for the chocs.. i don't know where to start eating. lols. glad you like the cake thou.. sheeshh... they are just plain jealous they don't have one. takkares. =) and Meditation class goes on tmr... Haha. 
 
I want a photo album
then i could take all the pictures in my head, put them in the album, and close it.

I remember lying under my bed with my hands over my ears.
I knew he was looking for me.
He told me i was too stupid to tie my own shoes.
I went into his closet and tied knots, big knots, on every pair of shoes he had.
Like i figured, he was the one who was stupid. He wasn't going to be able to untie my knots.

Taken from Bottled-up.

 

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