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♥ Saturday, August 04, 2007
12:34 PM

pinkie promise

Me: (something something) punani!
Jon: That's a name right? (with such innocence in eyes)
Me,MJ,Ina: ROFL

Joke of yesterday.

Yesterday was sucha joy..despite the fact that we were in school for HLM day (don't ask don't ask),for a mere hour.Then it was IKEA,which never fails to make mother and me spend money on the littlest of stuff.Like how important can a soap dish really be?

Scout for a replacement for my slippers (think: your jamban slippers) of which to no avail,but instead led me into almost touching some pigskin lining crap from Marie Claire at Bata.That itself made me have mild paranoia.-__-"

Hello?!How the fuck would anyone be very much aware that it's pigskin,when your damn sticker is as long as my fingernail.And unless your name's in Guinness World of Record for "Longest kept fingernails",then yes the sticker is that puny.

"I'm a guy,I don't know what it feels like to be used..but I can imagine."

See how well they know.But the night ended on a smiley note.
Even with me tearing and merajuk -ing at some point of time.
(Let's just put it that boys can sometimes be such idiots.)