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Sunday, November 29, 2009

saturday was good. very very good. spent the entire day with shida.
met in the morning at moooooostafa for breakfast, and shopped for toiletries.
cheese garlic naan, butter chicken and jelfrezis. lovelovelove.
and then off to GH, to vist grandaunty jum, who just got out of a hip surgery was it?.
the whole, only allowing 4 visitors shit, is just plain stupid.
after the boring talk-cock-at-the-hospital session, we decided we needed more more more more excitement. i mean, its a fucking a saturday night sia.
so, we went for drinks at raffles quay. had the best time, talking, drinking, laughing about our kental primary school days and crazy relatives.
twas good.
got home at 3 fucking am, was too sleepy to even check on my cafe world.
hehe.
yup, that bascially sums up my saturday.
okay, gonna go get ready now. off to marina sq.


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