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Friday, April 3, 2009

Apology for not updating this blog for the past few days. I'm currently sick and I'm all restless. My sorethroat and flu doesn't seem to give me enough sleep. I've been wasting alot of packets of tissue papers due to the mucus which has been flowing down from my nose continuously. Add to the misery, my sorethroat has gone from bad to worse. I have to run to and fro to the washroom alot of times just to spit out my phlegm. I have to visit the doctor today. I don't wanna start my first day of school with an absent.

I heard my ex-secondary school is conducting an Annual Sports Day at Jurong West Stadium today. Atlas members called me and asked me to come down to support them, but I'm too lazy to wake up early and I'm not feeling well either. But I'm proud to hear that you guys managed to clinch the first place for mass dance. Now you see, stop saying that you guys couldn't make it without me. Come on, it's all about the hardwork. I'm proud at each and everyone of you. (:

I'm not sure if I'm meeting Boyfy today. I had some small argument with him last night. I'm having a moodswing lately and I hardly forgive him yesterday. He tried to coax me but somehow I just hung up the phone and go to sleep. I know, it's my fault. I'm sorry, Boyfriend. And I'm still not sure if I'm going out tomorrow. Let's see how's my condition tomorrow.

Boyfy called me a few minutes ago and he told me that the 6 of them, including him, has to go to D.B, a so called prison in Army, since they brought television inside their bunk (which I do not know where they got it from) and brought some dvds and dvd player. How stupid can they be, breaking the rules and ended up, suffering. But it's not Boyfy's fault. He's just a victim. He has to go to D.B if no one admit whose the one bringing the Dvds. Sheesh. (Gee, what a bad grammar.) Laughs.

Alright, I shall end my post here. I don't want my post to be too wordy. Goodbye to them, readers! (:





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