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Sunday, June 24
i have a new-found revolution growing on my face: BLEMISHES!!!
more on my left cheek but still i am deeply traumatized now.
AAAAARGH. the mirror never fails to remind me abt it and oh! how much i look like my mother lately =p
went to yishun for nasi bryani with the yellow man.
went to lucky plaza to eat the indon-malay cusine. yummicious lah!but too small portions though.went to marina square to take Huiqun's ndp preview tickets!
no wonder i shitted just now.i dont like shitting in public toilets,i feel so pressurised for time and the muffling of ahem* noises.
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as long i have a clear conscience,i should not be afraid of anything.
sometimes i think everything happens too fast.actually i dont ask for anything in return,so dont feel pressurised to.i am already like fuckin' appreciative of what are u doing now.
some things should remain the same.and we have no obligations.it's the best for all of us.ya,u know who u are lah.
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