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Monday, April 02, 2007 @ 4:23 AM

Dear Diary, today YEOJINGCHENG is really crazy! grrrrr~ You'll get it from me >3<

Anyway, despite the 'study time' i had with Eleanor and Shinyee, i still got sinister stares from teachers due to incomplete homeworks. Yesterday, Shinyee and Eleanor came over to Great World with the intention of doing homework. Well it turned out a little bit different from studying. HAHA =)

We went to SPIZE for supper after that.

Today i went to meet Marlla to chill out. Then i gave her a deodorant (as an april fool's joke). She stared at it as if it was something she had never seen, as if it was some kind of joke. I mean it is a so-called joke, but to be laughed at and not to be stared at. She decently questioned me, "why are you passing me your deodorant?" LOL.

I can't imagine what will her reaction be if i told her Hiangkeat and Andy saw it. No! Worst! What if they thought it was mine. That will be so.. EMBARRASING! See Marlla, i sacrifised myself just to get you that 'gift' =p

Then we chatted and chatted until she came to this boyfriend topic. She was asking whether i liked anyone. So i told her yes. Curiously she asked "Is he smart?" i said yes. "Is he good-looking?" I said yes. "Is he tall?" I replied yes. Then she was super uptight and insists that he was perfect. She questioned "Then what's so bad about it?" (because i was complaining at how hard and disastrous it is to like him). "Well, he hates me." I replied nonchalantly. She GLARED AT ME "You like someone who hates you?" Anyway, i told her i was kidding after that.


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