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♡ i'm only devoted to one kind of person - loyal.
Sunday, March 7, 2010, 10:23 PM
Blov-vers, you know, I envy how many of you are practically enjoying your life right now.
I could  b a r e l y  spent a few seconds thinking for myself. Sigh. Tell me how could I ever be enjoying myself.


But...............................
ME: *SHOUTS YAY*.
Reason: I'm finally flying this holiday, off this unbearing cage, outta SINGAPOREEE.

Okay, but nowhere "prestigious". Just KL. But still, that calls for a celebration. I'm going over-the-sea, finally, after, 2 YEARS. Yeah. My godddddddeeyyy. Okay, wait, there's another buts. I'm missing choir rehearsal. OKay, that would be... nightmare cause it's a 5-hour rehearsal. Which means, updating-updating is a must-must for me okay. And, believe me or not, I'm starting to have this feeling of I-will-probably-die-if-I-would-have-to-miss-choir-rehearsal-in-the-future. No kid. Yes, oh. The affection is coming by. Good for myself. Hhe.

P.S. Eugene, keep up the smile.