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B/L/Leong =)
The rest aint important anymore
Not too cheerful actually
Disclaimer

This avenue is created to store the author's black and white history. It is not suitable for any educational purposes. Greatly advised not to be viewed by any rational homosapiens. Any confusion or emotional hurt and distress caused by the paradox of information is greatly understandable. Any enjoyment or entertainment derived during the cause of reading shows u are just as screwed up as the author. Welcome to the real world my fellow maniacs.


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Thursday, November 29, 2007

"hey lionel, nice to meet you lionel. You have got a lionel face u know, how great it is for you to be called lionel eh."
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"its fine rite when you work till 10 at nite once in awhile, wld your parents be bothered or smtg?"

Me : "yeah. my mom says as long as i am doing work its fine."

"of cos its doing work la u know haha. Then what. You cant be expecting that we wld be touching each other u know. I am not wearing a skirt you know, you get what i mean?"
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As the car passes through the charge thingy at carparks.

"alrite fine, we shall get started really fast and going really soon u know. $6.50!! What the fuck so expensive, and it says, "have a nice day." Fish you man."

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While the car was about to be driven out of the mansion.

"blah blah blah.... look at this maid. Staring at us u know. Think we dont know shes a maid huh. Stare at us."

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"dont know how she(maid) irons clothes u know. Irons the stain over the shirt. And u know once u ironed the stain over the shirt is like one whole big patch of pink. I cant possibly wear that shirt and let everyone think I am a fucking gay u know"

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My more than random boss. haha. And the stress is piling up. I hope my skills in the computer wld be able to put me in a good position cos the workload is really increasing.

On the brighter note i received my pay today. And from the way my boss paid me and the way he ensured that all evidence was recorded showed how strict his principles were as a man.

Sunday nite kevin teo's bdae party at club at clarke quay. Sunday die-ing hair i hope to.
Saturday outing with edwin. hope so. Sat piercing i hope.

SAT AND SUNDAY SHOPPING!!!
I cant wait to shop for prom stuff. And tuxs are so boring.

Not talking to you for 2 days seriously killed me.


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