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Sunday, October 18, 2009 • 9:44 PM
ytd DAB went with his family for HIS GRANDMOTHER's bday.. so i was alone at his house.. dabao wonton mee and yoghurt drink for my lunch.. after that surf net until they're back.. RONG WEI is heading ns real soon, this friday.. so fast.. still rmb his hair was his favourite, now he see open le.. just dun wan his standard to drop for his solo concert next year.. all the best! some random people talked to me also.. they say me cute leh, but when i told DAB he says they wan sien me only.. hmmm..

oh ya, i played with his ex online right, im very bad i know.. who ask herself to court doom, come talk to him when im infront of his com.. wahaha.. i made her revealed her secrets! she still have feelings for MY DAB.. funny her, say she told GUO WEI her xinshi (they know each other through maple) GUO WEI says im a kind girl.. i wonder whether was she saying the truth not.. anyway, she sounded like she very noble, can give up DAB as long as he is xingfu.. i was like.. wth, not u gave him up to pursue his xingfu, is u dun deserve a good guy like him.. who are u to stand alongside with me.. then say all those nonsense la, like walked past his house will think of him la, got bf is to gek him de all those crap.. then find stupid excuses to msg him.. still dare ask got any chances of patching not.. then i reply "im regretful to answer u that there is 0 percent of that happening.. not even when mars hit earth" then she say ok. understand.. humph.. ure nothing but my entertainment! nanny nanny poo poo.. ok, im bad i know i know.. but to be kind to love rival is cruel to myself, i may be stupid but im not stupid to THAT entend.. oops

anyway, DAB's frens also dun like her.. one of them say "when i know u guys break liao, i immediately deleted her number.. that calls for a celebration" like that can see she treat DAB not good, and his frens too.. funny thing is DAB's dad called him ask him y at home got cook le still eat out.. then DAB says "went out with frens also mah.. didnt eat alot.. i share with YVONNE" fyi, YVONNE is his ex name.. excuse me, since when she appear?! after he popped out that name, our eyes fired him.. especially mine.. SHENGDE was like orh hor u die liao.. still say because we kept saying her name then say wrongly.. better dun let me find out ur subconscious mind is thinking about her.. heng his reply pleased me.. she is his past tense, im present and FUTURE

show u guys a mess PARCO created this morning..










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