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Saturday, September 16, 2006 <data:blog.pageTitle/>

I went to the PLDT briefing today. Suppose to be there ar 10am but we reached at 1015hrs. Just sat there and slack around till 1115hrs and there were still no sign of the in-charge. So we left. Easy. Heh.

Was on bus no. 7 to orchard from bugis. While travelling towards the cathedral, the bus jerked and this gal jus fell backwards and lied on me. Woohoo. She reminded me of you, ur composure when you look apologetic. Wait, do you even apologize? I do still remember that night when you said, "i'll forgive, but i'll never forget." Thanks gal for that.

Well, let me tell you, JerRoy is great, just like NicCharller would be and therefore, you AIN'T needed. Perhaps i shd jus thank you for the after effect.

Sitting right in front of the half dead lappy, contemplating about how that old man is offending my eyes. Browsing through my gallery, gazing at out puffer fish picture. You are always on my mind.

Quote of the week: "With you around, with you a round."

Are You Ga(me)?, 7:56 PM.

Sa(me), much.


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