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Friday, January 16, 2009

*Groan*

Woke up early in the morning was suffering.
Especially for today.
A cold, wet and gloomy morning.
Which is PERFECT for sleeping.

When I was half way enjoying my weird dream (3 little witches were having final P.K among each other), my mum opened the door and... :"wakeee up.. get urself ready at 7am and go for breakfast!"

As a "good" girl, I woke up (LOL, jk, actually it was me who suggested to go for breakfast in the morning)

Finished my laksa in a hurry, sent my brothers to school, met katrina (hi, kat), came back, went back to sleep and just rolled down from my bed not long ago.. And write this lame post. =0= Sorry if this post makes u feel bored, because the writer herself is bored~! lols :x

The DIVA ♥

WISHLIST ♥

HER AUDIENCES ♥

THE JUDGES ♥

PAST ♥

RHYTHM ♥

APPLAUSE ♥