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♡ celebrating our nation's 44th birthday.
Sunday, August 9, 2009, 8:51 AM
my love's at numb


HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!


Too bad, its not a happy one for me.
I'm grounded, for the day, well at least the whole of today's evening.
Cussit, blame it on my freaking throat, thats yet to recover since forever last week.
And the doctor wants me to rest a day more.
Its literally an hour that've past since the time I need to meet up for the TASAD dance rehearsal.
Honestly, bl**dy throat laaa. Erghh.
Well, to all of you who will be celebrating our nation's 44th birthday, have fun and throw your joy out there, unlike me, stuck in the bed, eating medicine helpless just watching the parade via television telecast.
And to YiYun, Happy 15th Birthday.

Well, love misses all of you.
Fina.