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Me and You... All Alone
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(SherLyn)

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Monday, January 7, 2008
07.01.08

I so blur. I already blog a post tis afternoon but i forgotten all about it. Well, thats me (= Bad hair day today. Before going out to meet Airen, irritating neighbour called and asked me to accompany him to central withdraw money. Told me about his problems. Neigh, not all girls like this de. But there's always tis saying " women are vicious ". U love her, u should accept it thou she reali did went abit too far. Yesterday my stupid neighbour reali got into an accident. He showed me his injuries. Heng i is eat already.. if not i wont have any appetite. Thought he's a racer. Speeding at 150, doing a corner. There he goes~

injury 1

injury 2

injury 3 - also the most disgusting of all. Looks like a smiling face.

PS: I nv wanted to curse you all the time. Thats because u disturb me. If u nv disturb me, i wouldnt have cursed you. And maybe u wouldnt have skid and u wouldnt blame me for cursing you! Anyway, speedy recovery! I wanna go jogging~

As promised, me and Airen met up for prawning session today at bishan. Together with her husband and Joevin. While waiting for the slow couple, i ordered tis horrible plate of hongkong noodles. Sucks lor.. With so many char siews inside. Holy pork! *Pui... Gave up eating and we started our session soon after.

plate of disgusting noodles.

Don was super enthu. 二话不说, took the bait and started prawning away..

the Boys.

First catch of the night.

And practically got reali bored, we started taking nonsense.

Another plate of shit.


Me : Uncle, hum 一盘.

Uncle : 小妹,今天没有.. (basically they dun sell cockles on Mon. Weird)

Me : Staring hard at Airen.

Uncle : 你们买来钓暇 huh?

Airen : 没有啦! 吃的 *sex (kinda pissed)

Uncle : 还是你要"ZU-ZU",午夜之香.
很好吃的
uncle 教你"ZU" 前面,在"ZU"后面,在"ZU"前面. Very good!

Me : Cmf "zu" 的出吗?

Uncle : 年轻没有 experience 就 "ZU" 不出 Lor...我看你们应该可以啦! (damn that drunk old man)

Me and airen got super hard time sucking that bloody stuff. Swear to never eat that again.

Tiny prawn. Smallest of all - its dead. The one who is holdin on to it caused its death. Guess who?!

We fought hard for supper. *evil grins

Got a cut again today )=



Interesting facts for the night - I hook out a prawn's mouth (= Say 我是 PRO! Felt so pampered today. Woohooooos!


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Yesterday nite at east coast. James took my phone to 偷拍

First attempt to snatch my phone back.

Last attepmt - and he's still happily snapping away (=


Letting go of something really hurts.

But the pain is still bearable somehow.

*yawns LittleMiss倒霉鬼 is tired

her sweet memory was written @ 10:58 AM