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Tuesday, August 07, 2007

i am blogging simply because someone died and refused to tell us how to go her house tmr!
grr.
despite repeated nudges and stuffs.
conclusion: she's dead.

world trade game today.
one big mess man.
i didnt knw venezuela was THAT not well-off.
we ended up a rather poor country.
poorer even than ghana.
whoops.
but srsly luh.
where got like tht one lor
USA, japan and europe damn rich la.
rich country bully poor country :/
and apparently charlyne has been doing some manipulating :/
walau.
big fat mess with lots of screaming.
i prefer the sec2 financial literacy game man.
i forgot the name though.
but damn fun la haha that one.
world trade game is a bit (...)

okay, said person revived herself.
apparently she died temporarily from frying some roti prata -.-
falala.

sch ndp tmr!
truth be told, im more looking forward to whats coming after it.
im finally going to go back to adp!
even though i kind of know what kind of reaction i'm going to get.
but still.
how silly i am.
-sighs-

i shall publicly announce my recent addiction to westlife's songs!
and no, i am not going to wait for a band called eastdead to come out, tomoe.
i've been listening to them on youtube for the past how-many-days ((:

I'll always look back
As I walk away
This memory will last
For eternity
And all of our tears
Will be lost in the rain
When I've found my way back
To your arms again
But until that day
You know you are
The queen of my heart


thou art pink with a nice and curly behind, and thy presence will be welcome in the claypot.
-tomoe

let's try, shall we?