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a thousand one hundred and twenty seven
Sunday, August 09, 2009, 9:28 PM
busy weekend finally came into an end.

friday was nationalday celebration
quite a major event
lots of big toys to 'play' around with

which turns out to be a disaster though,
and i found no words to describe how pain it was.
its just...
i don't know

disappointed like totally.
inexperience. a reason or an excuse?

yea. its an excuse.

非一般的low esteem.
and i wonder how am i gonna recover it.

lunched with jinger fenni and catherine in KFC.
those doing duty in the hall called me up.
" hey joannas, the amplifier is not working leh. "
i was stunned.
and realised how irresponsible i am.
throwing them the keys and let them "gao tim" everything.
am i supposed to be around to ensure that everything's going smoothly before taking my leave?

had so much wanted to chiong back school to help them with it.
but.. a lil too late huh.
im already in J8 enjoying my lunch.
"you suck as a VP, joannas."



liyuan: "jl, what time are you dismissed today? (: "
goodgame.
i've completely forgotten about ch's bro birthday party.
and.. where's the birthday present?

theres no time for me to go home already.
rushed around J8 and amk hunting for a present and buying papers.

literally ran to meet ly.

on my way to airport.
was writing a farewell card for loretta on the bus.
long journey + writing +motion sickness = uber nauseous
half dead when i finally reached.
was alone at T3.
since the SP people haven't reach.
sick and tired and alone in an unfamiliar setting.
pratically stoned at some corner.
yea. looks really emo.
but i just don't know what esle i could do.

loretta had lots of friends to send her off.
40+?
much of a scene than the two celebrity we saw just several metres away.
never thought i'll be so.. agitated.
supposed to be the calm and composed one
somehow i just couldn't control this time.
too much had happened.

i've taken it for granted.
现在才后悔 好像有点太迟了
the promise we made before.
gone. i guess.



sms: "hey guys. tomorrow meet at 11am at khatib. buy him a cake then go scare him."

"shyte!" *struggles to cancel the sending*
"WHATTHEHELL! I SENT IT TO DONOVAN!"