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Friday, May 23, 2008
allowed entry at 10:30 pm

Girls think, say and do the stupidest things sometimes.
And then I'll get sick of hearing them talk and seeing them do... stuff.
But then, I think I get sick of people quite easily.

There's no wonder why I have more guy friends rather than girl friends.
I think I'm doomed (or possibly blessed) to have more guy friends for the rest of my life.
How sia like that?
But I think I can be such a bloody bitch at times, I'll start to annoy myself. Tsk.


You know how bloggers usually type down what they did and stuff?
Mine's always simple.
LEPAK.












There's 2 things I can never and will probably not understand nor comprehend.
1. Why I can never ever ever never ever for ever ever get sick of lepak-ing.
2. Why some people simply don't know how to lepak.

I think lepak-ing is the only thing I do best.
As the saying goes, "angels can fly because they take themselves lightly".
But what happens if people take themselves too lightly?
They become like me.
Woo!



I think they're one of the raddest band on planet earth, and I don't say that often.
I would faint if they came to Singapore. Swear.
Which is quite damn close to impossible.
But if it were possible, I'd probably buy all the tickets so that no one can enjoy the gig except for me, myself and I. Plus a number of my friends, yeah.


I wanna drink milk and pig out in front of the teevee.
Kay ciao baby.