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23.11.05

at the airport now !
: D

woke up at a super unearthly hour today.
4.45 am !
felt like crap.
and it was raining too.

mm.
mum's so darn kan cheong.
she wants us to go in like an hour earlier.
so all of us just kept laughing at her.

annoying check in guy.
he didnt believe that the person in the passport photo was me.
just cause the photo was taken when i was in pri one.
HUMPH.

ho hum.
gta leave soon.

vic !
wont you miss me?
hahaha.
: D
7:55:00 AM

22.11.05

BAD DAY.
poo.

and lingjing if youre reading.
scroll to the bottam.
special msg for you. (:

went out with my mum today.
she brought me to her manicure place.

thn we went to cut our hair.
like finally.
im finally cutting my hair.
after waiting for like AGES.
: D

i waited for her to get her darn hair done for 6 LONG HOURS !
i practically read every magazine at the salon.
and i almost died.
which is bad.

im supposed to be awake in another FIVE hours.
but i still haven gone to sleep.
im supposed to be all packed for my trip.
but i still haven packed.
( note the i hafta be awake in five hours or i'll miss my plane )
:/

miserable rainy day.
got like 5 mosquitoe bites.
whats with the number five anyway.
its like my bad luck number.

dear lord.
pray for nice weather tmr.
please. (:

hahaha.

off to pack now.

LINGJING : YOU OWE ME ! : D BETTER HAND IT OVER OR I WONT BRING BACK GIFTS FOR YOU ! LOVE YOU SWEETS. ((:
( see. im nice. youre mean to me but i still love you. )
: D : D
10:19:00 PM

19.11.05

I FINALLY GOT MY NEW PHONE. ((:
yay.
at long last.
hahaha.

went for prayer and praise ystd.
as usual.
nth much.
vic didnt come.
and miss tabicat decided nt to go at the VERY LAST MOMENT.
HUMPH.
i shall do smth to her on sunday.
heh.
: D

talked with joan and two p6 girls.
ho hum.
quirky stuff. : D
1:12:00 PM

15.11.05

coversation of the century. : D

ah lian says:
hiix

the guy says:
hey

ah lian says:
i lurbb euu muchh muchh worxh
ah lian says:
how come euu donch lykk mii
ah lian says:
i sad sad worhx

the guy says:
Excuse me? But i dont? Do you like see the link between us?
the guy says:
I dont like really give a damn about you, you know?

ah lian says:
ohh mii goshh
ah lian says:
you make mii hurtx hurtx iinsiide lehhx
ah lian says:
euu*

the guy says:
I have my girl, she's NOT an ahlian. Unlike YOU. (:

ah lian says:
but ii not ah liian
ah lian says:
ii hiigh class
ah lian says:
ding ding*

the guy says:
WHAT RUBBISH?!

ah lian says:
nortx rubbiish ehhx

the guy says:
You really like me? AWWW..

ah lian says:
yeesh ii doo

the guy says:
You think we getting married eh? ii dooooo

ah lian says:
yehx yehx. tomolo ROM

the guy says:
I'll turn up with my pj. (:
the guy says:
*in

ah lian says:
donch wann

the guy says:
but WHHIIEEXXZZXXZZ

ah lian says:
mux niice niicee onee
ah lian says:
wear your leopard priint suiit
ah lian says:
ii buy for euu tiger skin iif euu donch lykk
ah lian says:
or zebra skiin
12:29:00 AM

12.11.05

OHGOSH.
im so proud of myself.
ME.
this lazy bum.
whose idea of holiday is staying at home.
waking up at twelve.
eating junk food while watching tv and dvds.
not moving at all.
and definately not EXERCISING.
finally went down for a swim ystd !
after yons of not stepping into my pool.
: D : D

HUGE ACHIEVMENT.
((:

me swimming was like such a grand affair.
my sister.
my grandma.
my dad.
all stood at the window to watch.
and all of them LAUGHED at me.
cause they think its a huge joke tht me this fat ass is finally doing something HEALTHY during the holidays.

IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF.
: D
hahaha.
12:55:00 PM

7.11.05

Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on joey's head?

This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

This is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must've done it half a dozen times

I wonder if it's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life's better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn't let me in

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say
It's time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for

It's hard to say
It's time to say it
Goodbye, Goodbye

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hanging out
They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we'd know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since God knows when

I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
1:06:00 PM

6.11.05

went to church as usual.
a couple of i shant say what pissed us off GREATLY.
wont talk about that cause it would just make me boil with anger.
pfft.

service was long and draggy.
the songs were those from ages ago !
oh gosh.
i almost forgot we used to sing those songs.
hahaha.

sermon was entertaining. (:
there was this wierd story about the monkey.
made me remember the writings krislyn scribbled on my table.

jayne the monkey : D
;flipping monkies !

in exact characters if i didnt remember wrongly.
well. i do have stml sometimes.
ho hum. : D
shall check the picture another day.
i do like paul frank.
but am i a monkey?
nah.

then came the joke about jotham.
oh gosh.
joan laid her hand on my shoulder and laughed.
joel nudged me and said something.
humph.

then.
hahah.
the pastor decided to say that the girl was NANCY.
hahah.
everyone laughed like deranged loonys. : D

right.
and joan decided to pass me the bulletin with some scribbles.
YA RIGHT.
like as if that was true.
tsk.

that woman still leaned forward and went woahh when i was reading something.
gee.
i literally jumped in my seat.
HUGE SHOCK.
and she laughed and laughed.
MEAN.
tsk joan tsk. ((:
1:21:00 PM

.DANCER
jayne :D
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