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Saturday, November 19, 2005

our pre post-exams party


ok i know that sounds a little funny
but thats what it was
a nice steamboat dinner at mardi's house:)
with most of my classmates:):)


it was super duper fun!
the whole business of getting ourselves there..
making so much noise on the bus
forcing the guys to climb 9 storeys worth of stairs
placing enough shoes outside her home to open a shoe shop
eating the never-ending hari raya goodies
like what aaron..
"if there's a war i will hide at your house, sure got food to eat one!"


and..i watched my..i think..3rd episode of the 7 o'clock show so far
think i drive everyone insane with my questions
on who's who and what's what
its such a soap opera..or did you know that already?
anyway..we left her house at about 845 to rush home
for the 9 o'clock show:)


yups..that marks the beginning of our partying:)
one more paper on tues and we are FREE!
sorry erica but i couldn't resist gloating:)
have to do intensive prom shopping..
anyone wants to follow me?


ok..scotting off to church:)
wait for my shouts of celebrations soon:)





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