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Sunday, May 20, 2007

Mummy was telling me this afternoon during lunch that she thinks itz better for me to carry on working since I have not received any letter from SIM yet. Was thinking hard on the way home about what she had said.. until.. I SAW the WORD SIM on the yellow envelope my dad passed to me when we reached home. I felt a little excited yet sian cause.. I was already on the verge of not studying. SAw the documents and discussed with daddy abt the charges and everything. He thinks that i should go for it and study but.. he said very clearly that... he will not sponsor my allowance. What the! WOrST was.. itz a 2.5 years full time course. STILL.. I think I should jsut go for it. So Fifi tan.. is gonna take up MARKETING courses in SIM very soon. Hmm... gonna be sch mates with Ah chan and Ah leow soon. Wahahhaha!

Went to Town just now with Dear. Wanted to shop real badly initially but dear could only make it at 7pm! Had Spegaddies for dinner and got myself a real cool top at far east. REally wanted to show u peeps that very cool top and also.. my HAIR.. ahhahha.. but blogger seems to have some problems. Other days perhaps!

Went to Loy'z place to slack ard though our initial plan was to catch 28 weeks. Played a few mjs and off we head home at 12 plus. Boring Sat. I must say. Soon.. itz gonna be MONDAY.. and I'm sick and tired of it. Guess.. the thought of enrolling into SIM makes me feel jovial now lar.. WORK.. totally sucks.

Anybody here has the 9pm ending song? Itz sang by a local singer but dunno who. REally lurve the song loads and so are some of my frens.

TO u. Your message this afternoon was indeed really very HURTING. What do you mean by poor thing? LOOK. I'm just asking ard if anyone was free to have lunch with me.. if u can't then forget it lar.. dun need to make such a remarks wat. At times itz not that we are drifting away.. itz just that ur words are at times so UNBELIEVABLE until i super dunno wat to say. You kept saying that u're waiting for... but in the end.. you say things that hurt pple. HOW COULD I ACTUALLY START TO BELIEVE UR WORDS? Maybe I shouldn't start contacting u again.. maybe we should just stop messaging anymore. Itx hurting us badly and I totally hate it.




Sunday, May 20, 2007