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Thursday, July 31, 2008

Tuesday, 29th July 2008.

Having a day with my twin this particular day. It's been so long since both of us chill out for a shopping session again. Finally we head down to Nyp for brunch after such a long request since days and months back. And sad enough, my cough inhibits me from their most tempting bubble tea in the sch. Yes, i can only see twin savored down those chewy pearls and sips by sips. Lam, u better join us next time yea.

Head down to bugis, town, ps and chinatown for a shopping spree. Well, my hole is not burnt cuz my spree is so minimum. Unlike someone huh. Anyway they are good buys for you twiny. Hah. Apparently, we should be heading down for korean steampot, but in the end we landed ourselves for a budget dinner at Chinatown. LOLS. Streets by streets trying to find a good buy for goh's ipod casing but eventually she only got herself a screen protector. Okay, we are dropping dead by then. So ah goh, u get it at compasspoint in the end? =)

Coming week will be the start of new school term. Oh lord, why time flies? Monday morning breakfast, girls!

I'm hoping the bad will just ease away. Life goes on indeed; at times i still cant seem to get over it. So bad so I teared silently times and times. Tears for consolation so as not to see you suffer, tears of misses are nothing but such a drastic pain in me. This is life I take it. Still, I'm moving on.


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