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moving on,...
saturday 24 feb


i am ESTP.

thursday's dinner at Swensen's with Baby&family was memorable. there was hair in Baby's baked rice, Prawn and fruit salad served without prawns, and Caesar salad without bacon. uh huh. there's no way we're ever going back there again, unless absolutely left without another choice. also, they don't serve the Sticky ChewyChocolate in the tall cup anymore.

the longest day of the week is friday, which also happens to be my crankiest day. my friday started off badly, which makes it even worse for Shu. i was late for the 4th/5th time. lessons didn't turn out to be as bad. PE was cancelled because of the rain, but i don't know if it's a good or bad thing. then SUNSHINE TERRACE!

sleepover was good. though different from those during the holidays, i enjoyed it. we weren't/didn't have to be sneaky. we started off with night swimming (my brilliant idea), followed by bowling at SGCC and Bridge. we switched to showing off our card tricks later and then PS2. before long, the little ones were asleep so Tracy and i watched tee vee, and i realised that i was the only one awake. morning took so long to come and i was really bored because it's the first time i mass sent something after 3, only to receive the replies much later. then Friends and home.

guitar. training. i like ballwork. but sadly, we don't get to play game during every training.


it's weird to carry on this way. you could have just said something instead of text messaging what you wanted to say. i don't know if it was because of the setting, or you just couldn't bother. so tell me, what's the point of everyday?


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