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lets cross our fingers and hope my nets and student matri cards are with my mom. i saw somebody looking very much like jol's zaw at church today but its not zaw because it simply isnt. i am pretty stucked by the similarity though my colour now has no difference compared to that of the friendly maggi mee curly hair obsasan that appears in the heartlands manning the money box behind the NTUC cashier counter prolly living in your neighbourhood, not mine. my hair returns to my beng beng days with jas its even worse than that actually but if its her revenge then so be it. red colour simply isnt my colour anymore i no longer look okay in red i wonder what else is there to try and that bao who complains of boredom is replying me damn slowly i seriously wonder what she is doing hurr. 1:59 am powered by blogger |
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