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19 August 2007
i love my life

yesterday i went out with allan and bie to yam cha. so v went beach cafe for the dim enviroment allowing mosquitoes to feast on our blood too. one drink after another catching up each other's update and jokes.
my second drink was a HUGE milk bottle of cappuccino. wah really big "kau kau". my bladder at a point to burst anytime after 1/4 down.
neways came back and i was being lil hype and high and turn on and stuff. so me and my 2 sisters was chatting and joking. i remember on part of the conversation was..

me: * i was telling qc off about something*

qc: *to cover kantoi* i was talking to mosquitoes

me: then u shud talk in mosquito language * immitating mosquito's sound*

bie was whacking mosquitoes and she nearly whacked me for unknown physko reasons tat she onli knows
then v burst out laughing. lame i kno. but wat to do.

then v had all sorts of silly things to talk about. then my "neighbour's" light turned on at 2 someting in the wee hours in the morning.


3 of us: shhhh dun so loud. later she can hear all our conversation.
now i seriously felt i got no freedom talking in my own room.sue me for talking in my own room.
seriously then the term "gossiping" will turn out. tat is seriously a VERY HYPER SENSITIVE ISSUE to talk about. i really hate the huge gap of double standards ppl set about "DISCUSSION" and "GOSSIPING". i will most likely avoid to talk about the definitions of these lar.

anyway i went numerous times for mini toilet tour to release the cappuccino. haih really. i shall not be greedy next time.
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btw, my "bro-in-law" is a very nice sweet guy tat bake cookies for ME! okie more like for US. hahahaha. but anyway i get to eat since he suppose to be nice to his "sis-in-law" coz i taught him to be nice to me as it is MANNERS!

i sound like some selfish evil witch. haha.

ps: dun ask me how it taste like. nothing like famous amos lar but it's the thought tat matters

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ME?;

i'm queenie
i'm have limited brain cells so i don't do complicated thinking much
i love love love God
i love love to SMILE
i love food which always means EAT too
i love colours. for cloths.stuff and belongings
i am big addict for taiwan/korean/tvb/singaporean series
i'm my mummy's spoilt girl

WISHES;

pretty content with life.
how about more food but yet wont get me fatter?.
needed to have more clothes.


I AM CONNECTED TO;

~ nicki ~
~ lene ~
~ elaine ~
~ sam sam ~
~ debbie ~
~ shanti ~
~ eunice ~
~ mei ling ~
~ celeste ~
~ eric & jessy ~
~ victor ~
~ quai ~
~ manda ~
~ lee lian ~
~ marvin ~
~ melissa ~
~ timo ~
~ kelly ~



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