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Sunday, March 22, 2009

ever wished you had more than seven days in a week? i do.

i shall vow, again, to get my ass off Singapore this holiday, even if it is to Malaysia. by hook or by crook, i'll use my charms to charm my parents. just by hearing about the recent Malaysia trip makes me really want to get my ass there.

hahaha k whats with me and my ass.

i think i worry over the slightest things in life that concerns about my future. and that is really quite retarded of me.

worrying about whether i saw the bill ref no correctly.
worrying about whether ive keyed the right pin no.

worry this worry that.

aiyo does that mean i'll have more wrinkles and white hair next time?


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