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Sunday, 4 February 2007

i've got a new phone!!!!!!!

i've got a new phone! i've got a new phone! i've got a new phone!!!!!!!!
( for ppl who dun get my huge reaction, pls scroll down to see my last post:)
now you noe why this reactn rite?
regarding how i got it, i muz really write it down( in this case, type it down:D)


its was on friday night,abt 11pm..
i was damn tired, i cant even move move a muscle..
den my dad asked me to go to him..
i told him i dun wan and went back to sleep..

den my mum said" dad ask you to go to him!!! why are you so rude??!!!"
so i grouchily went to my father..
half the eyelids opened, i saw him carrying my new phone!!!

but i was too tired and din noe wad to say
so i juz said thnk you and went back to sleep...
i'm now feeling v guilty for being so rude to my dad..
SORRY DAD!!!

my parents arethe sweetest things in the world :D..
(excluding the times when they get all fierce and scary xP...)
maybe they saw my last post..

haha..thats all.. for FRIDAY
:)

now..going on to SATURDAY
!!!

woke up in thr morn( DUH!!)
went to chong's hse w jaslynn the jasdiot and chong's church fren theresa to paint her hse..
i tot t would be fun to paint her hse since i neva painted any hse b4..
BUT I WAS WRONG!!!!

so tiring lah!!!
i was so tired tired tired(ps: notice the emphasis on how tired i am)
but actually, i had great fun though..
thnx chong for letting me haf this exhausting experience!!
ur mum cooks great curry!!

now..here's a few pics i took at her place..



ME, the PRETTY, with my paintbrush
chong's friend, theresa..she's a nice gurl

chor lor painter #1
can anyone guess whose butt is this??
that person should noe...
i'll let it remain a secret so as to not embarrass JASLYNN..
oops, sorry jaslynn, see,i cant keep secrets one.. xP


chor lor painter #2
hai... chong....when will you eva grow up??
sit until liddat still smile until so happie..
oh yah, b4 i end off,let me randomly offer some advice to anyone who reads my blog..
DUN HIRE JASLYNN AS A PAINTER COZ SHES THE MOST CLUMSIEST ONE EVA!!!
shes got paint all over her face hands and shirt lah ..
i think she painted herself more than she painted the walls..
ok..thats all folks!!!

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I have 3 loves.
God.
Family.
Friends.
i dun haf the 4th one yet but still finding,haha. if you noe wad i mean..

actually i dun really like donuts now but lazy to change blogname.

and i like my blogskin:)

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Proverb 3:5-6

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