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Sunday, June 28, 2009 - 1:02 AM
get together!

watched transformer2 with sweetie at Cineleisure Orchard. it was sooo cool!
went to his house ,reached home around 9pm, and when i was about to sit down, my dad told us to get ready for a beach party at pasir ris park.
it wasn't exactly a beach party. we didn't even feel like we're in the beach.
my childhood friends and i did some recalling about the past... like, when we were 8 years old?
All the embarrassing moments and some secrets we kept from each other was being voiced out.
hahaha.
ahh, the good old memories(:



Sorry for the short post..got to rush.
Buh-bye(: