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summary.
Friday, August 10, 2007 @ 15:01
before i run off to get ready to meet hafiz, i just wanna blog abit about yesterday.

celebrated zash's adlina lim shu hua zanura 20th birthday. had indian food+chocolate fondue after which we girls managed to squeeze through heaps of people to get a glimpse of the fireworks at the big field opposite the floating stage.
very interesting considering the fact that "watching fireworks while sitting amongst a mass of makcik, pakcik, aunties, uncles, teenagers, mats and minahs, and... bangladesh workers who refuse to sit down" wasn't really part of the plan.
constantly some guy would shout and ask people to sit down so that the people at the back can see the fireworks too.
and the makcik behind us were practically screaming at the people who trample on her mat.
to top it all up, there was a toad, yes TOAD jumping around at one point of time, causing utter chaos to the already noisy crowd.

all this while zash, pok, banu and i were discussing about marriage, boyfriends, work, school and.. boyfriends. (=
what a mad way to celebrate national day and a 20th birthday.
i promise to post pictures once i get hold of them.

getting home was madness.
raffles station was packed beyond words.

anyway, i managed to catch troy on tv.
mind you, i have not watched troy.
and to think that i have missed watching how incredibly hot brad pitt is as achilles.
seriously.

ok, gotta run now.
me


"oh love,
don't let me go,
won't you take me
where the street lights glow?"

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good camera pouch
arnold's with fiz!
more clothes
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