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BACK!

i went to extend my MC.
as i was told that there was make up today.
HOLY SHIT man.
3 times absence. and ungraded.
lucky i went to get MC.

school for HOOP test.
HOOP /OOPG whatever it is.
SUCKs.

after school, fetch my girls and shikang off to hardrock.
met up with bernard, desmond, sebas and harald and his 2 other friends
at hard rock cafe.
we had a great time.. celebrating harald;s bday.
decided to SABOTAGE harald.
so when the person ask me to write the name down.
i wrote it as " HARALD LIM MAO MAO"
and i underlined the mao mao and specifically told them to annouce it. =x
so harald got sabo-ded. and had to stand on the chair..
and ask the whole cafe to sing a birthday song for him.
everybody BOOed. paiseh only la LOL.
den we sang a birthday song.
and harald.. had to use his mouth to take out the candle from the cream.
thats when the staffs at hrc.. pushed the cream into his face.
hahaha HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARALD.
hope u like the present we got for you.

food was ups ups and away.
live band was shiok shiok.
they sing really well!

send everybody home.
went to meet wilson..went tamp to find steve.
and he was with shawn, ravi and shuyin.

down to leisure park. whatever that is called.
pungol end. see pig farm duno end up no pig farm -.-"
back to tamp because wilson left his phone at the park with kelvin.
kelvin came along with us to changi.
NO AHGUA.
went to play swing. play untill vomit blood.
not really blood. but i almost fell.
and it was damn fun. its been like years since i last sat on the swing.
i felt like a little girl again.

play play play... non stop.
thanks kelvin, i almost fell!

ecp. after wards. photos.
tanjong rhu and home i am.

ive got no school today.

SELF DECLARED OFF DAY.
as i dont feel like attending lectures.

heard ytd only 5 pple in lecture hall. stun.

once again, happy birthday harald. haha.
"HELP ME" lol.

i know u are reading!

i want the photos leh.

im uberly tired..mentally physically emotionally.

LASTLY,

I HATE PEOPLE WHO LIE TO ME.

im sure everybody hates people who lie.
not only me.

trust is such a vulnerable thing.
once gone, its very hard to gain it back again.

sleepy sleepy.

xoxo,
mantha.