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breakaway
Sunday, October 25, 2009 // 4:19 AM

One thing I've learnt today. If I wanna jog, never do it with Momma.
She'll stop for every 30 seconds and whine.

Went Tampines today to get a barbell and slacked with Shairfan, Fadzril and two others which I don't know their names. There were a lot of guitar strumming and melodious singing. Not really. More to sentimental music. But yeah, everything was alright. Only that I hate the smell of Winston Red, it gave me a headache. Strong. And oh gosh, there's misunderstanding between Fad anf Fie! AH! I don't know what to do. Trying to sort things out here.

So tomorrow my girls and I gonna rock the house! We gonna play Rockband over at my crib! Whoo. Can't wait. I love spending with time with them.

Ah aku fat. Aku tau :D