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Tuesday, June 22, 2010

You know, I don't get it if somebody calls me and ask how much does the sakura buffet costs for each person. If you have so much bloody money, you won't worry. Oh and I am so not your operator 100 and even if I am unsure about anything, I won't really mind cos I know I will always have the money. We are over and I don't least care about our happy 21st. Well, its not so happy anymore. I know you and I, we shared quite a lot for 2 years. But get over it, you are full of bullshit and lies. Most girls claims so. On the contrary, I don't really care no more. But please, if you are trying to make me jealous or so, don't. Your standard of going to " sakura " is not the same as mine. I don't need to work to get to eat there. Oh, my bf thinks you are nonsensical. You are with your never ending contacting me. Stop it and forget my number. Don't bother if I'm dead or alive. I'm sick and tired to be picking up your calls, replying to your text msg. I think Yanna Elmo is sick too. Stop it.
Or do you actually miss me badly? Not being oblivious but still....
Do you need me to dial the I am not interested keypads?

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Tsk, some people are so intolerable.
Okay so I have yet to catch Toy Story 2.
I am persuading B. But B is very tired you see.
He spend the whole of yesterday playing xbox at my place.
He enjoyed the white sauce spaghetti my mama cooked.
My place is begining to smell a bit of Nasri because of his frequent visits.
Aw, love you b.

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