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15th march.
nineteen, biitches.
st. francis methodist.
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Thursday, August 2, 2007
it's like the first time in mths i've seen a night market like, by our place, and ohmygod i Full Love them night markets!
you always find treasure, the same way you might find treasure shopping at Far East.
like, 1 in a 100 chances.
whatever. so rmb like 8 or smthg yrs ago, the BIGGEST thing going around primary school were the overpriced "Eraser Pens" ?everyone in school Had to have one of those freakin' magical pens.
the new obsession i'm going through right now with the night markets are COCONUT JELLY.
ohmygoddddddd.
it's Soooooooo freakin' good !
like, know how good coconut tastes? well, imagine the drink being jelly.it's been 2 days and i've downed like, 5 of them amazingly-good things.
anyways, thank God my Mum was too busy to open the letter box and told me to cause the first letter was one from my school.
anything addressing to my Mum frm my school is never good news on my behalf.
and surprise surprise, it's my long awaited report. not.
being the considerate daughter, i don't think i'll have my Mum look at my horrible report and have her be all upset, and be all strict with me the 4 days she's here.
good idea? thanks. works both ways.
okay so my next paragraph may be the Biggest bore to some ppl, but whatever.
OHMYGODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.
I AM SO FKN OBSESSED WITH ONE TREE HILL.
it's like sooooofreakin'good!like, sooooo good.
i could seriously go on&on about how much i love it, which i think i will (:
so, this is all thanks to Sofia who could this great obsession rolling.
season 4 is like, the BESTEST season everrrrrrrrrrrrrrr !!
and ohmygod, i used to be all Team Brooke, but she's kinda annoying now, so now i'm all for Team Peyton. and i know i sound like some pathetic TV junkie with no real life, but i don't care.
i think it's even possible to say the One Tree Hill is better than The OC ?
lol, i rmb back in the day in Melbourne, i'd watch The OC til like 6 in the morning and than sleep in and get up a little too late for school, which i'd still "go" just so my Grandma zips it and really go shopping at the good old Shoppo. once it hits lunch time, i'd receive the text msg frm Sinead asking if i was still in bed or at Shoppo shopping.
yeahhhhh. good times with good friends.
damn i miss my drunken Irish baby.
CHANTAL'S gotta boot!
xoxo