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Sunday, May 18, 2008

wanshuen's birthday, technically ytd. but it still feels like today. since its 18th may now, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALANNA!

bloody hell, my crazy sister is hitting the keys on the piano LA. and its 12.52am now like wtfsh. and she says i play too loudly.

it was crazy at wanshuen's party. played truth or dare. super fun when it came to catseng.

yoke: have you given your first kiss away
yoke: eh boon, ask if she frenched before.


hoho we did ask. and OBVIOUSLY she has alr lah that scandalous girl. and so we spent quite alot of time trying to ask her for details but then which sane person would say right..

yoke: how long have y'all been tgt before wdv, 1 year?
[short pause]
yoke: eh, no. cat where got this type one. 2 weeks?


hahahah, that was funny lah. and cat kept wiping her nose her mouth, wherever and tried to change the subj. after that we were spposed to carry out Operation DUNK-WANSHUEN.. but then she has her whatevers lah so we took cups of swimmingpool water and splashed at her. and that stupid girl is so gullible la. she took like 5 mins to unwrap some present cos we told her there was 'something' inside. she was squeaking and squealing whenever we rahhh-ed and boo-ed her.

and after the cake [which was nice], cat me and yoke started telling ghost stories. mostly about stnicks since they were from that sch.

like there was this old clock in the old schlibrary, at a certain time, the hands will start spinning very very quickly and the numbers will turn into students faces. if the hand stop at the person's face, something would happen to her. and they said its quite true cos every four years, someone dies or smth happen to a certain some. like damn freaky la. i getting the creeps just by typing this. freaking hell la siao bodoh. i think its quite scary lorh. i am scaring myself like wthell.

ate so much today.

and stupid hogger hog till now then let me use the comp. tmd. humpfh!