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Saturday, March 15, 2008

Intended to just loaf around my house, perhaps watch anime. (HELL NO AM I GONNA REVEAL THE ONE I'M WATCHING RIGHT NOW CAUSE YOU'LL PROBABLY THINK ITS GHEY)

Ended up accompanying YL to take his phone and drinking horrible MacDonald's MilkShake *my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard~~~*

PLEASE, DONT DRINK IT. IT'S PRACTICALLY POISON LMAO.

After that met Candice at Bedok. Blah so boring. (Bedok, I mean). Went 85 to eat then went home.

The more time I spend with her, the more aware that we are exact opposites.

OMG I sound like a lesbian. And please, we don't call each other terms of endearment, eg darling or whatever. It makes me just want to do t(-.-t)



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I lead so many lives that I think I'm only trying to fool myself