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Sunday, May 20
SATURDAY.
was love. went bugis with huds to shop shop shop. [: we actually camwhored more than we shopped. gooodness gracious, thanks eh. now my feets are aching like tomatoes. i got what i wanted like finally. okkay pics.  eh BK quite expensive lei. they dont have studs meals on weekends. what type of policy is that! hiyah  oooh so act cute lah please. smack my face, come. & I SO DONT ADORE APEKS WITH UNSHAVED ARMPITS LAH. omg. tell me the stenching smell & all those hairy thingamabobs going on down under. alamak! so eeeyerrr. so there was this damn apek in the train while we're going home. he raised his hands up high to hold on to the pole. & like duhh im short. so directly, i could see through his sleeeve. yucks please, he didnt shave his armpit. EWW. stenching can the smell! smelled like fish market man. somemore the train's aircon wasnt really working ha! like please for god-knows-how-long-have-you-not-shaved-your-armpit sake, do be considerate to other around you. NYEHS.  he's the apek with tht giordano bag. dumb carrot! & then practically his wholeeeeeeeeee jing gang of family was conquering the pole poor me & huds had nthg to hold on. INCONSIDERATE RIGHTS? AGREEEEEE NOT? urgh. the mrt pole doesnt belongs to you nor you wife nor your daughter nor your son. & please, shave your armpits THANKS. okkay this whole entry is crap can? hahs. i love love love my girlfriends lah horrr. <333333> |