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so she says;






I hate this part
Sunday, December 14, 2008

i can barely recall what's going on lately.

he left for japan and will be back past midnight, that boils down to a week has past. utterly concern about the bag i am mad about right now. the car is low on petrol. total madness.

stumbled our way home at 5 this morning. am nursing my broken toe. it was a crazy night. we hit the club at 2am and more of hugs and kisses, manage to get to the dance floor at 3.15am. a huge bunch of us were literally crazy and high on cam-whoring and body slapping. and woah, julian can dance. i hate him, totally. the guys were like 185 tall and he make me stand in the middle posing stupidly. but it was fun, the fun came from inside i guess.

thats when accident came. i felt a sharp pain in my toe. i sat by the edge and examine. blood clot like was on my toe. i literally wanted to faint and gerald is nowhere to be seen. nick totally panicked. Roy being a trainee doctor got hauled over. our night end like that. what a wet blanket. after much pondering by the exit and waiting for bloody nick to appear, hop on a cab back.

what a weekend before my trip. sigh

@6:07 PM