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Saturday, 15 March 2008 ; 11:28 pm

went NUS openhouse with mhr & his mum. he woke me up like 10plus idiot him i was having such good sleep i shouldnt have checked my phone luh. reached NUS around 12plus, we got lost inside the medicine faculty which was totally deserted cos the openhouse was at another area. me & mhr were super hungry cos his mum wanna listen to those talks. i wanna go arts&social sciences though his mum dont encourage. maybe i should consider accountancy too. nehmind, i can take my time to think about it hurhur. darr was there too but didnt see her at all. we headed home, took a nap before going for dinner at rendezvous hotel, the buffet was damn good with all the freaking nice desserts especially the durian cake! ohhhh yummy. urghhhh feel guilty letting his mum treat again, his mum treats me really well LOL. i shall feed her with more secrets about mhr, hurhur. ohhh he cant kill me cos he dont know my blog hurhur! sighs im freaking sad cos my bank left like $56?! im dead meat, spent like $150 this week i feel so damn guilty luh. nehmind, tomorrow can get allowance again, hooooray!

when you look me in the eyes, i catch a glimpse of heaven.

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"i don't want to be that invisible man, i cannot be just a shoulder. i want to be something else. i want to be someone's gerry. i'm sorry, it's not your fault, it's just me. i didn't mean to feel anything for you, but somehow something changed and i think i fell in love with you."

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