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  • Roll the credits
    Layout: Yours Truly.
    Codings: Kary-yan/Missyan.
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    Tuesday, August 14, 2007 12:57 AM

    our lips can touch

    carrying 13 balls to training was a joke.
    bringing 5 back tmr.
    so yes, those few have been selected.

    let's see, it's about one day away from my first exam paper.
    i cant really be bothered to count the rest.
    and 12 days away from getting out of the country.
    dont get me wrong, i love singapore.
    i just need a break and 16 day break away from here,
    and hopefully, from the cyber world too.

    i dont plan to bring my lappie,
    books shall do fine,
    but you know fickled-minded i am,
    so i might change my mind.

    no lappie would mean no dramas.
    and that's the only thing i want.
    oh yes, not forgetting the superly fast downloading system in the states.
    it's the only two reasons i'm tempted to bring my mac up.

    well i could depend on watching dramas on jazzy's laptop.
    (jazzy have i told you lately, that i love you? and i know, it's a terribly bad suck-up, but i'm trying, give me credit)
    so anyways, then it's only downloading thing,
    gosh, i wish states didnt tempt us so much.


    i'm getting terribly sleepy,
    and tired of pulling my whole life down.
    the minute start studying well for my exams, (which might be never)
    i'll sleep early.
    i really need rest, and 16 hour sleep would help alot, in everything.
    except studying for exams, so that shall wait.


    there were two people who made my day tonight.
    thank you dear,
    and thank you . haha. i have no idea what to name you so you're called " ".


    and you, fareast boy, you got me all fuzzy inside tonight