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Monday, June 14, 2010
i think i need to start updating regularly...
entries are kinda pile up!
One random day out with Garey
We had no plans but somtimes it wasnt so bad afterall....

playing the reflextion at heeren..
so fat so fat....








To think about it...
me and Garey had been friends for 3 years...
Class mates use to tease about us being so close..
Seriously i dont get this.
Is it a must to be a in a r/s with a guy just because we are close?
Are there are nothing known as a close opposite gender fren?
I dont take this answer at all.

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Juz like olden days,
we played arcade and im using seated beside him watchin him
play teken 5.
Now, im more adventurous. i play bball with him..
realise i still have my bball skills in tact...
hmm... maybe i should go back and play for leisure.
gotta get a pair of shoes and bball khakis.
Then he buzzed off to work at 7pm..
so i meet up with Jean for dinner.
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i met Jean when i was still working at chevron house last year...
Juz when i tot my life sux, she had worse.
Oh well....
i should recently stop complaining about it.

Running tru the monsoon