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Sunday, March 21, 2010 @ 6:32 PM
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I've developed such love for tecktonik.
Been watching videos of it all day long.
New moves baybeh.

So today's a lazy day. I stayed home. Firstly because my mum forgot to leave me money. I just can't go out without money. And secondly, come to think of it, the cramps on my legs from Friday night hasn't worn off yet. I'm working tomorrow so might as well stay home and rest these legs of mine. Another week in 43 and 3 weeks at 55. Damn, I heard 55 is plainly horrible.

I'm home alone with only curry chicken. Right now, i'm seriously craving for masala thosai. Waaaah damn, ice-cream lah, thosai la, butterscotch cookies from famous amos la.

So I was planning to go for a picnic at Marina Barrage next Saturday. I just hope it happens. I badly want a picnic since like god knows when but it never happened. I think it's been a year? Hahaha. What the hell. Picnic confirm either orang malas nak keluar, malas nak masak, takde duit or many other reasons. Pfft!

I want a boyfriend,
who gets crazy with me.
who will laugh at my jokes.
who will treat me nice.
who dares to meet my parents.
who would take kazillion photos with me.
who tries to get along with my friends.
who would bring me out even when he's tired.

Please?




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