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Wednesday, October 17, 2007

i'm down with flu.
damnssss
have been sneezing non stop
and throat is as coarse as sandpaper.
and we still ate FRIED calamari just now.
with wasabi mayo.
killer.

went esplanade library today.
borrowed MATILDA! ooohhh, dates back to primary school days.
i remember i first watched in at cheryl tay's super duper big bunglow together with jingting ruoxuan wenting etc.
i love esplanade.
i love the paintings.
love colourful things.

as usual, i cant think coherently.