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Sunday, April 23, 2006 . 11:28 PM

feeling restless..
yesterdae there were last min plans to catch a movie: where the truth lies
met leo and peggy at rocky's sub-branch and said hi then rushed off. only to realise that all earlier tix were sold out expt the really late ones.

watched the show. stupid me made us late
stumbled in and stumbled out equally dazed.
couldn't help laughing cause i couldn't figure out what the hell was happening .. even now. im still suffering the "huhh?", "but why?" syndrome. miss a blames me of course. sighs. sorry ..

sorta hung out with her
i know we shop and walk quite abit but to "hang out" .. hmmm..
its been awhile

told her about the dumb things which were just going thru my mind
abt family, houses, school, plans for later, work ... the list goes on. im glad after so long she still was interested or at least acted interested to hear my naggings and me complain about my dreary life. i am not very interesting.

up to now
i am still fuming i lost to a person with a spoilt back in hopscotch!
angry. haa.. stupid can doesn't roll well. ahhh .. okie plus i stink at such games

it was fun.
most fun i had in a while
thanx

[headmusic]: to be with you by mr big