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Wednesday, June 17, 2009 @ 1:29:00 PM



I just got up, feeling a lil sick like there's more to vomit out. Went to sleep around 5.15am after both of us hung up. We actually wanted to continue talking after he's done eating and showering, but I fell asleep unintentionally. Heh!

Gonna meet him later on since he's not working today. He's gonna accompany me to visit GrandmaDearest. Then we'll go to the library because he wants me to start reading again. Instead of facing the laptop the whole time at home. He nags, like my mother. HAHA :D Not sure where we're heading after that. It'll get us frustrated thinking of where to go. Because Singapore is boring much. But we'll see lah hor.

Anyway, he says I cant fetch him from work anymore. Cause I'll spend like nobody's business while waiting for him. ): He calls me spoilt brat. Which Im not, of course. But like I care, I'd still wait for him and walk around the mall and spend ka-chings! Heh!

Oklaaaaa. The boy's woken up and on the phone now. Keep asking me why Im keeping quiet. Heh! I'll be back. Toodles~

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