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Saturday, September 27, 2008
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when i wake up one day, i will know this isn't just a dream. i will be sober. i will take the step forward.

but now, just let me sleep. let me be. let me rest. cos' i'm damn tired, walking down this road.









belated birthday dinner for lixiang last sunday, or what was left of what was supposed to be a raggers gathering. ha ha. but it was alright... and nostalgic, catching up on our lives. ha ha, felt a sense of "maturity" among all of us - the crazy antics that we were are gone. seems like such a long time, when it has only been two years since. when these two leave for hongkong next semester, i will miss them sh*tloads. ha ha. seriously... :p


get grossed out !



disclaimer: not my doing hor. ha ha.

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