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EDIT -2050pm
After work, dinie & i met j and sharifah. Walked around, j wanted to take prints. And so, we took. (:
Chalet tmr! Five of us are gonna go escape first. It has been ages since i last went. Whatever. And i cant believe i turned down a trip to japan. Ohwells, i love Singapore. HAH.
Gosh. I'm tired (for the first time).
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I'm working at 12 later and yet, i'm still awake at this hour. (0350am) God damn it. I feel like crying. Not because of leaving SG. But, because some other reasons. I'll just keep it to myself. Should i thank you? Or hate you? Nevermind. I'll overcome this myself.
♥ With love, Amanda