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Monday, August 21, 2006
school today was normal till physics remedial started. madness.
different folks, different strokes = different strategies. go figure.
by the only Goh lee Fang
met granny at kembangan CC. she was having her karaoke session. the stereos could really go bonkers and i realised glass was thick. double layered i assume. they had their own fun i guess thats all that matters. ha. with that lil platform to give u the " oh-im-performing-sensation"
came home. online chatted for awhile then to MP to meet sher zer and zheng. they were playing bball then. later real studying in the library. i did history. yupp. dinner after that at parkway. zheng went mad with " hey gurl". i loved zer's bimbo thingy. and zheng.. mine was wierd. haha. munnkeyy..
took super long to decide where to eat. in the end. we ended up in the traditional old mac.
yupp. bible talk
bussed home on 135
fangs
marked out =)
i blogged!
:D
:D
16 going on 17
i get one year older on the 9th of april
i dont care if u label me a jesus freak
grant me the sun
push me into the sporting arena
let me lay in bed
tune my ears to music
set my eyes on scenes
ill be very much satisfied
not much of tags and links
cos id rather it be my crib
where i say what i feel
feel free to stay
