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Hello readers, your stuck at casultyofsocieties@bs owned by the very typical PRODUCT DESIGN(-.-) wannabe girl.
Call me red hair or pam or monkey or whatever blah blah blah.
seriously im going thru a 'FML' stage now , but dramas owaes pwn em all :D
Lastly im a sucker for red stuff
yeaya. Treat me Nice, I'll treat you Nicer. Don't step on mine when I didn't step on :}yours!
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Date posted: Thursday, December 11, 2008;
Time started: 7:27 PM
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yet another boredom post. i need to get hands on my ds lite soon !
anyway how i practically pass each night is when i feel damn bored
i call bangalah(sandy) cos both of us are oso very bored.
then we will complain and whine about how bored we are, n how
other pple are getting on with their life and moving on so fast we cant
catch up and how we are being only child stuck at home and quarreling
with our parents, bargaining bout going overseas, and how we shld
not mind msia since we are even in a worse situation, stuck in SINGAPORE.

and then yesterday night, we had e same routine, and she was quarreling with
momma and blah blah blah yada and we talk till like 12+ before we were so bored
i actually somehow or randomly became a dj and play songs to her thru the phone.
and then after that we went to sleep, i mean me, im not sure bout her.

i dunno how many more nights this routine is going to continue, because im
kinda tired that im still stuck in a part of my life, unable to move on ,
like getting myself busified and stuff.
and all the more i shld not complain and move my arse to go find my goal in life
but u noe i just cant help it, i mean since this is my blog since i have the right to
complain and whine all bout it rite?

im going brunch with my laoniang and going for some foot reflexlogy thing later,
which im super scared off, bcoz i see tv pple always exaggerate their reflex
to the reflexlogy.

and now they are in genting enjoying while im stuck in singapore getting all
whiny again.