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breakaway
Blah blah blah
Monday, November 17, 2008 // 1:48 AM

I got being screamed at for returning home late at night with sister. Bleargh, its only 10pm! We were just catching some breeze, that's all. And there's this guy that chased us for some pathetic reason. Sister and I were making rounds and rounds in our neighbourhood and we passed by them about 2 times or more. And he thought we were lost =.= . I was like, " I've been living here for 5 years, ass. How in the world can I be lost around here? " But I didn't say that out loud. He asked loads of questions like my name, age, where I stay and stuffs but I probably just faked it all. He twist the story and said," Oh takdela, I thought u kenal me ke ape gitu. " I swear that, that guy, is plain weird. I do not know what his motives are.

So I met Ary and Mary at Tampines Mall, and met Springfielders at Coffee Bean :D Jyea but I find Daniel weird. HAH! He's funny, but weird. Okay so yea, we kinda did nothing so I went home alone. Planned to take the bus home but since there's whatever stuffs at the interchange, I got lost and couldn't find where the heck is 81. I made three wild rounds, making a fool out of myself, feeling pissed. I left the interchange and just go for the MRT instead. Bumped into Jeeha while waiting for 358, went home togther.

ok bye.