dont you just love the weekend..
its so full of promise.
you start the weekend thinking that you'd study on _fill in the blank_ and then *poof* your plan goes up in smoke the first day.
not that i am complaining, of course.
and i dont mean that plans have gone up in smoke this weekend.
i meant it generally.
dont get me started on how short the weekends are.
THEY ARE!
they're too damn short.
come on, two days?
thats kinda pathetic.
uni/school/work should all be two days and then we get 5 days to relax.
okok, thats kinda.. not fair. but how about a four day weekday and a three day weekend?
no one sane gonna argue with that.
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out to meet zik at MC at about 2.00 and i camwhored my way to the station.
we walked around the city and came across this :
i think facebook is great. friendster can go kiss someone's hairy butt.
the whole of yesterday's reunion, people werent telling other people to send pictures to their email. oh no, they were saying.. "just upload them onto facebook" -_-"
anyway, then we came back to my place for dinner and mum made zik cut fruits.
first she makes him do the garden, then take out the trash, then the fruits..
i dont wanna know what she might pull next.
on an entirely different matter..
.. see ann married me!
.. which is really wrong because if you look here.. she calles me her mummy.
a twinge of incest, anyone?
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ooh ooh..
sperm has a conversation with his sperm brother and asks him.. "do you believe in life after fertilization?"
kisses~
xoxo
you know you love me
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