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Saturday, April 19, 2008

My 2008 Qingming.

Woke up at 5am and get myself prepare for tombs sweeping with my family that dark morning. Quan quan’s dad drove his lorry to accommodate 13 of us. Morning breeze is freaking bloody cold, von and me were grooving ourselves with rnb pop musics, on the other side yin and eu were swaying themselves with their classical pieces behind the lorry.

After tomb sweepings, we were brought to sungei boluh wetland reserve for our breakfast. Yes even before we stepped into their café, we need to get their admission tickets. Worst come to worst, main course wasn’t served at that timing. In the end, the 4 of us just ordered a cup of earl grey tea each. We were craving for a bowl of hot noodle all the while. AW.

In the end, we cam-whore. LIKE MAD! Till quan’s mum got to come into the loo to call us off. A bowl of hot noodle before home sweet home. HAH.




















Just came back from a run with vin. It's been so long i stepped for a run. That's freaking bad, i missed those days when i jogged every alternate days. Now, u can see how plain lazy i could be.

Bangkok or krabi this june my dear cousins and sister? (:

I need my shower now.


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