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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating

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Thursday, November 1, 2007

Blahblahblah.
Tiring day today, went out with choonkun marcus and joan.
Was kinda fun going out with marcus, well, we haven't been really 'close' nowadays. Maybe because of . ?
Haha.
Meet them at around 11.15, i'm the earliest, followed by choonkun and joan, than marcus.
Surprise surprise, joan's warning me not to be late and heck, i'm the eagerest!
Went bugis first, and well, joan kept dragging me into shops and shops, and MORE shops.
And than went city hall afterwards. And hey, we were supposed to go to the esplanade and well, don't know WHY we ended up in suntec city. Tsk, and than we went back to the-place-near-esplanade AGAIN.
Whattheheck.
Cuz we're walking without a specific place in mind, and we're all complaining how TIRED we are, and well, joan wanted us to go back esplanade again. Sheesh=x She suggested going suntec city(because she said there's alot of shops-.-) and than back to esplanade again.
=x
Weren't exactly the best day ever. =x

Thats all i guess.
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay