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Sunday, 31 May 2009 // 20:02

Mood: TIRED, OMG.
Music: Babysteps - David Archuleta

Fine. I went shopping.

City Hall:

I eyed on that Timberland bag which is kind of branded, zzz. She looked at the price tag: "Ninety dollars, NO WAY!" But she have her Carlo Rino bag on her shoulder! Still, she complains about that. Ah, whatever.

Bugis:

Went there by walking. My leg sore after walking those steps. Crossing like thousands of traffic light and it is a 人山人海 place, okay. The Popular bookshop there is huge. I bought 4 assessment books. Together with a story book that was on clearance sale.

And gotten myself a white short. Cross fingers: I WANT THAT BLACK DESIGNER HOOD.

Home:

Marcel in MSN says that he was hiding at the staircase near my house. (Screams) I asked him, "So... which floor I live in?" He replied with the correct answer. I kind of used caps lock on his conversation, telling him to shoo.

Received a call from Michael. He said that Fabian's coming over because he's got a problem on his computer and needs to print out a hard copy of his project work. Gosh, it's so weird to have a boy at home. (He's still here!!!) I felt so low-graded because he's in a better school than me. Dun Man High School. My second dream school. (Squirts) By the way, he's older. Secondary three.

Okay, he's gone. Phew.

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