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Sunday, January 06, 2008:
Mon + Tues… the long awaited sleepover; shopping [someone has got quantity! =PP], jelly-making, video-watching, cuddling, talking, mahjong, snacking, countdown. A night of laughter, warmth n love. (:

Chris slept with Jing; me with Hong. Angelia really ran away - the tag [it was her house..] -.-… Wen we woke up, I was hugging Hong [didnt get beaten *yay*] n Jing had her shirt down her shoulder. I tink I had the cheeky look cos the others was “Jing!! Wear properly or else Chun high le! Or she high liao??”

She lost the mischief in her =/...


Wed… fell from stairs n sprained my hands when I used them to break my fall; my phone flew out of my hand n dropped down one storey. The pain in my heart overwhelmed the bruises n sprains. It felt all so drama lah. =/…


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