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YOU SLEEP TOO EARLY.
Saturday, May 31, 2008 @ 21:21

do boys feel the same way when they received smses from us? sometimes i would smile and giggle to myself when i receive an sms from him. when my ringtone indicates that he is calling.. my heart starts beating fast. at times, i still feel like a secondary school girl receiving calls from her crush. muahahaha. but the best part is, i always have the habit of calling him at the wrong time.. often when i anticipate hearing his voice telling me he misses me.. i will get a "PALAH I TENGAH BUSY LA!!" instead. i will put down the phone immediately.
i really hate him sometimes.

today we were supposed to go out, but something cropped up last minute and thus we had to cancel our plans. im a bit upset but actually we dont exactly have any plans.. we didnt know what to do. i really wish that singapore would have those kind of normal amusement parks.. the ones that wont burn a hole in the pockets. i want hafiz to bring me on a ferris wheel ride and win me a huge teddy bear. and then we'll eat a huge pink candy floss together... we'll go ride the horses that go round and round.. i dont know whats that called.
or better, i want singapore to have drive-thru cinemas.. we'll munch popcorns and eat hot dogs while we watch the movie in the car.

anyway, watched p.s i love you. i know im abit outdated. it was a nice movie. i cried thirty minutes into the movie. and i continued weeping and weeping.. cos it was so sweet. ive been quite a crybaby these days. i visited my neighbour in hospital and when i saw her, frail and so small on the hospital bed.. tears welled up. i quickly moved to the back of the ward.. before everyone starts staring.

like i mentioned, i have a report to do and everything.. but it was postponed to next next week so i got my butt saved, at least for a while. i just hope i'll pass my mid term maths test and the econs test and the accounts test.. all the tests la.
me


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