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Friday, February 02, 2007

the worst day of my life when all i know was terror and uneasiness. the few hours crawled away like snails. the anxiety rose. i found myself in deep shit. i felt like breaking down. i felt lonely. i was afraid. i never felt like this before. i finali broke down during the briefing. it was a relieve to get a response bout the case. i wana sae a big thx to my gals for being there and the reassurances given. sorry tt i broke down. i'll get beta.

somehw, i still feel unease.

hang out with lynn at orchard. window shopped. too pricey clothes made me drool. finali bought a pair of shorts. it was supposed to be her shopping, nt me. wahaha. wad to do. i realise i'm bcuming a shopaholic. oh no. cam-whored all de way frm somerset to yishun wen we finali hab seats. way too mani pics.

shall post some up.



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