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the writer name : anonymous, duh
sex : female
birthdate : 01/01/1986 *hint*
country : hmm, which one?
hobbies : sports? sleeping?
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Saturday, January 22, 2005 this weekend was supposed to be dedicated to studying but knowing me, i ended up doing anything but studying. let's just do a quick re-cap.thursday. crappy quiz. 50% again. supposed to help out at bak kwa booth, but i'm just not the kind who's good at marketing. so i just sat around there and slack. then, sneaked off at around 3.30pm. hehe. someone's a bad influence. :p watched the previous friendly's video, realised i don't exactly run into gaps, will have to improve on that i guess. had pretty short training. felt lil frustrated. went to run a little. went home. slacked. friday. east coast park. macdonalds breakfast. walked from macs to UDMC seafood centre then back to macs then to parkway parade. shopped for a while. bought "new year" top. (mom's paying so i didn't mind buying.. muahaha..) lunch. home. slacked. evening, orchard. class outing. bad traffic jam. dinner at pasta fresca. watched phantom of the opera. the show's nice but pretty disturbing. makes me question the human race. sinful lot of us. went home. slacked. saturday. today. friendly with jjc and ntu at farrer park. started out pretty off. got scolded by ntu student. not happy, started scolding them back. muahahaha. i guess they didn't like it very much. your own fault for scolding me first. *sticks out tongue at lousy and mean ntu players*. okay, whatever.. exhaustion make me childish. as if i'm not usually childish. anyway back to today's game, i'm still lost sometimes when i'm on field. but pple are talking to me so it's not so bad. went novena square for lunch. shopped around after that. invested in a pair of Levi's. hope it'll be a good investment. like with any other investments, there are risks.. hehe. went home. slacked. laundry. talked on phone. marina square for dinner. esplanade. went home. slacking... |