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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

ha. it's drizzling. and out comes my neighbour's maid running around tryin her best to collect the clothes that were put out to dry. quite a funny sight from my room window.
anyhow. replies to notes in gbk...

fatima daddy>> heh. dotter was out at the canteen tryin to..err. calculate the reflection of the sunlight. so that explains my absense in the physics lab -sheepish grin. anyway, go on flooding! just remember to thank your good ol' wife too. lol

christabel>> thanks for giving me that nose! all's well now. hahas.. ya take care too :)

parrtner>> rubbish woman! hahas. gary didnt die la. tsk. and...heh heh. see what happens when i requested for a treat n you turned me down? you'll feel GUILTY~ -chuckles. anyway, thanks for the LJS treat ytd la! love ya loadies -beeg huggs.

*ooh. it's pouring now! haiii. love this weather but...missing babyboyy so badly now :((

elvis>> lol. it's towards the end of the year. just right for hibernation. so i aint blaming you n pauu. hahas. hmm..you've heard btit havent you? yeah...

kerr>> hey! haven seen ya in a long time. miss your sweet smile. hahas. take care yeah :)

pauu>> -weak smile. yeah..oh wells. taxi? when ya free? msg me once you see this aiights. till then! :b

ok. phew. finally done..
OH. did i mention?? TENNIS'S CHANGING COACH !!!!!! oh god. finally!!! arghs. after how many years of ,ahem, torture. the team has been suggesting again and again to susan leong. but hell, our suggestions have always been turned down. THANK GOD she's finally enlightened. -claps gleefully.
no more boring wise ol' theories. (ok, WHAT theories. ha) no more pms-ing from him. no more man, with the friggin obivous belly covered by a teeshirt SOOOO tucked in you cant find the ends,struting around court. HA HA. alright. i'm getting bitchy. i admit, he can be nice at times la. and perhaps..funny too. yeah. his jokes are funny in the VERY lame way. -slaps forehead. mm. so when he's gone..i'll prolly miss him. a lil la. hahas.
and the new coach will be..err. some ex stmarg's coach. and if i'm not wrong..he's coaching monfort too. gotta start praying that he wont be too strict and wont make us play friendly matches with the monfort guys. i'll just dieee. rahhh

here's another thing for mel to cheer about: my dad's going overseas!!! tralala~ he's gonna fly allll the way to thailand. for what? to play golf -.-"
there he was, refusing to pay for my trip to thailand and now he's flying over there to selfish-ly do his stupid golfing. WHAT A DAD. humph.
anyway, i'm getting outta point. what i'm tryin to say is..I SMMMMELL MY FREEDOM!! ooh yes. and i mean night freedom -evil grin.
anyone out there free to come out and play with mel?? -chuckles.

and before i forget, i wanna thank elvis for the necklace she bought for me -beams. what a sweet lil thing ehh? now everyone go awwwww. hahahas. yepp..here what she wrote on the note " saw this, thought it'd suit you. now cheer up and dun waste my money/effort! love you. psst! smile okay? or rather, smile everytime you see this! :)"
hahas. that's my di for you. -mwaks to you elvis :D