Saturday, July 09, 2005-does happy chicken dance. My lovelylovely friends bought me this bloody gorgeous bag which is just so meeee! Oh and not only that, a matching chain and pendant to boot. I'd show you the pictures but they're with Maria and she's out at Boat Quay at this unearthly hour. Gatal ah you, Maria. -wags finger. Went home cos I was so shit tired after the Radio Test. Oh yes, I got a B! Kinda thought I'd fail it since I very stupidly played the wrong trailer. But noo, Felix Tan "loved [my] presentation". -squeals. God, if not for Mr Yoka, I'd probably have a major crush on him too. Had a huge argument with him because sometimes he can be a big poopoo head. But he rushed over when I started crying. Brought him to my birthday dinner at my mum's boyfriend's house. All my aunts came over unannounced with their families. Argh. It was kinda painful for the both of us 'cos he felt awkward and I didn't know what to do. And no, I didn't get anything on my wishlist (no, my friends didn't even give me a shaven Syed's head to rub - pout). So no gold karer iPod. BUT mummydearest did give me a... ![]() I'm so happy! No more lonely bus rides! I've got music to keep boredom at bay! Begged off early from the party and rushed off to the beach with Alfiean. See, the 7th of July is a very special date. Not only was it my eighteenth, it's also our 2nd month anniversary. And just before this, we had both been going through a very rocky phase. But I gave him another letter at the beach. And we're inseperable now. So hooray Miss Poodydoody (don't ask), you did get what you wanted. I am happyhappy! Oh yes, thank you for all your birthday smses everyone! I feel so loved. Note: Is anyone as screwed for newswriting as me and Maria are? Cos we're both so desperate, we might just quit masscomm and become pornstars. Hurhur. Threesome anyone?
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