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[WHO? Juin Wen aka. Vabien] [BIRTHDATE: 11 July] [CHARACTER: Crazy, Emo, Weird, Kind, Fun Loving, Wacky, etc.] [FAVOURITES: Eating & Drinking, Cooking, Chatting, Chilling Out with Cliques, Movies and Drama Serials, Reading, Music, Learn New Stuffs, Trying Out Adventurous and Exciting Stuffs...] [CONTACT: style_987@hotmail.com]

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A boring day...

Tuesday, July 17, 2007  12:26 PM

Hey...ok lets start from yesterday,went to vivo city to walked around then for dinner went to Banquet to eat...at first I didn't realise anything different from any other food court...then suddenly felt so 'out of place'...when I looked around there were many malays(with all respect)...then I ask my mum why,she said that the foodcourt was actually Halal!!!it was indeed interesting...then after eating I left then went to walk around for a while more...then went to PageOne to buy the tarot cards I wanted then my sis brought it as my present...haha...then my other sis say in europe the cards in the flea-markets was suppose to be dark as it had been past down from generations and so the accumlated negative energies...but didn't really believe it...haha...maybe it true then read the book which came along but it say people had mistaken that the cards reading have been mistaken as dark...

Anyway,then after that went back home...ok anyway lets today...today no BCA so came to school at 11am...was early that no one came yet except hui ting then heard that mrs chui needs to go to the poly so were two choices for the lesson: today at 1-3pm or on thursday 9-11am...so in the end,it was the first choice...wanted to go the classroom directly as the bmgt teacher release us at 12.15pm...then sat in another classroom to wait then transfered to another classroom which was beside our classroom when haiza was...then in the end Mrs Chui taught in that classroom...anyway suddenly had a damn pounding headache which couldn't make me concentrate...then when it was finish I wanted to go home and so called pon aikido...whatsmore didn't bring my old glasses if did later wreck my new one...then that ass hui ting start going mad again say I promise her this morning that I am...say that last week I promise her I going thats why she going today...say what I abandon her and stuffs...and I told her off say she also that time she also pang seh me say want to go in the end in the morning of that say say she going...then she say where got,where got?damn act lor...then say want to eat takopochi say I want also feel like eating then she say then since pei jiao want to go home so I thought go together...then later she say we abandon her say want don't want to talk to us...when leaving pei jiao apologise to her but I feel it was not even her fault...then she say don't want talk to us then in the end say bye then went to the library...anyway then talk to her online just now...said she didn't go cause her best friend didn't turn up...whatever sia...actually asked her my influence so big meh,I never go she don't go...then she waited a while then answered maybe...in my mind,I was ya right...haiz...forget it man...

Tommorrow is BLaw presentation heard must wear formal which is only for 10%...so troublesome...but a little nervous as that gopalan very strict...anyway gtg now...need to prepare for the presentation and tutorial...take care everyone...see ya... =S



Taken in PageOne of Sentosa...can you spot the merlion?haha...

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