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Sunday, November 21, 2004?halfway there.
Chengz got married yesterdaay. Too bad I couldn't go make it. Bad for me. But good for the bride.

Mom was working. Lina had some stuffs. So it was just me and Syak. And my amazing Aunt and her husband. And their irritating little daughter.

My 15-year-old cousin has the neatest room on earth. And he's a guy. I felt almost ashamed of myself. But what's with the white clouds on the blue walls?(:

Hahha. But his 14-year-old cousin(not my cousin, but his cousinn) is like super cute okiees!? Ahhhhhahhah.

Hahhaha. You know my taste(((: Hhahah.

Okie serious matterr. I need to spend more time with my sisters, man! So what if I sleep on the same bed with them? So what if the both of us had our feet up each other's butt before? I need to spend more time with them. Period.

I cannot stand looking like a gundu everytime they asked me stuffs like, "So what subject combinations is your sister taking?" or "How's she coping in Presbyterian High?" or simply "Where is she?"

I know I'm a terrible sister. Make me feel better by not rubbing it in. I'm beating myself up enough about this,
don't need you beating me too.

Haha okie that was a lie. But I did try to be a better sister! Honest la.

She came back with the report book. So I wanted to see. Curious, you know? But she wouldn't bloody let me.

She gave it to Momma instead.

Okie maybe I can understand why she refused to show it to me. But why so eager to show it to Momma? It's ironiiic.

Why you wanna see? was what she said when I asked her why she wouldn't show me. It was the way she voiced it. Made it sound like she really was puzzled. Puzzled by why would I care?

I thought about it alot. But at the end of the day, she wasn't too interested to know why anyway.

Nanawats(ahhaha) text last niiight and she was like, "I misss you!! Bet you didn't even think of me."

That's the thing with her.. Tsk tsk.

It's funny that she missed me. Yes it's the thing with me too. Hahha. But really. The last time we talked was.. Tuesday? And I pissed her off. Hahhahah.

She wanted to catch some movie. Asked me to tag along. Actually she didn't ask la. She just assumed that I would tag along. Or would want to. It's only logical right hahah.

No. Haha. So I told her its no promises yet.

And she was like, "Boringg ar! If this continues, I think the next time we'll be watching a movie together will be after Os. If we're lucky! Good night la."

Whoops. Hahha.

Same thing last night. Hhahah. But then she tried a different approach. The sympathetic approach.. "Who are we, right? For you to want to go out with....."

guffaws-. So I told her to chill it. "It's not you guys la. It's me.. Maaalas habes."

There. I've said it. Hahha. I hope she didn't think that as an excuse. It's a faact of the century. That I'm a lazy bum with no life. No life worth sharing, at least. Hahha sounds sad. But I'm fine. does a cartwheel-.

Nana complained about her job.. made her life seemed friendless.

"Friendless is fine. Sometimes, friends the thing that's giving you the headache." It just came out of me like that..

"Fine without friends. Is that possible?" I asked.

Nana is 'halfway there'. But she didn't really say that she's fine.

In the end, I guess it depends on the type of friends we're talking about. And the type of friends you aree. But that shouldn't be a problem if you've been a great friend.

I can name a few(: And I can also name

OKIE I don't know where this is going!!!! And I'm not really into knowing as well. I hope this is enough to last you guys a day or two because I'm not blogging anytime soon. Lucky you.

I'm outta here. Mwah. (now when was the last time I mwahed?)

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