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Monday, February 18, 2008

Anyway, its one more hour before i am at bowen sec teaching chinese to malay and indian students. I hope i wont chicken out and st-tt-utter.

I had a super fun day yesterday. I went batok to play soccer as usual. Then we hopped on to kenneth's fren (ivan's car) to bugis to have our usual meal. The joy was not on all the activities, but the trip down and up. Ivan had the dreamz fm disc in his car. And i didnt know dreamz fm had so many other emo songs. I was like totally blown away.

bu zhi de, our favourite song, in which we blasted the music down the expressway and opened the windows, you can imagine the feeling of being emo. WOW! IMBA! Dreamz Fm had other emo songs as well, and i am gonna post them up soon. I am damn addicted to one of them, woah its really sad.

I can still remember we drove past this motorcyclist and the passenger behind turned and looked at us cos our music was blaring loud when we rolled down the windows. I waved at the person summore. I think the person would think we are mad, like seriously, haha, playing bu zhi de down the expressway, like telling everyone that we are gonna commit suicide.

I dont know where to borrow love.
Cos love from elsewhere cant be compared to yours...


{/12:52 PM}
Time's up.