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Sunday, November 18, 2007 . 3:42 AM

heh. just half-finished packing my luggage for my trip in like about a week's time?
i'm so gonna miss everybody lahhhhh.
cannot message for a week, it's disastrous okayyyyy. ):
yesterday my aunt asked me if i want a banana and I VERY POLITELY TURNED IT DOWN W/O SHOWING A BLACK FACE so, please get your guy to get out of my life and NEVER to talk to me again cause i find it VERY VERY VERY ANNOYING when he speaks to me. THANK YOU VERY MUCH & I'M VERY POLITE. (:
woo. and this stupid girl came and ask me where i got my YSTARBUCKS BAG one morning when i was going to school. -.-
excuse me, i WILL NOT/ SHOULD NOT/ MUST NOT/ SHALL NOT/ CANNOT tell you where i got it so i just shrugged my shoulders and hurried away to board the bus.
call me selfish, call me mean but i still will NOT tell you so be glad YILING that i actually told you. (:
BUBBLE TEA TREAT & PRATA DATES! i'm still waiting for you okayyyyy. text me when you're free lahhhhh. (:

yes, and he is a mean small boy. LOL. (:
eating chocolate ( i shall not say how he got it! ) when you're on the phone with me.
and you still can ask your dunno-who YAO BU YAO CHI? HAO CHI DE?
tsk ah, you tempted me and i had to eat my sister's maggie mee as a result.
it's all YOUR fault if i grow fat. ):
i want my chocolate when i'm back from my trip, you better prepare it by then. (:
i'll miss you okay and everybody else. <3
you better tooooo. :D

CHOCOLATES MAKE ME FAT BUT I CANT CONTROL MYSELF! ):
i'm off to eat a chocolate bar, takecare peopleeeee. [:

i've got a job interview tmr so pray for meeeee that i get that job. wahaha. woohoo. :DDDDD


many loves,
Yvalerieeeee. (: