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you know the period where we totally found the opposite sex just plain disgusting? HAHA. here's the proof. we were forced to smile la can. he's a childhood friend, hidayat, whom i'd like to have a real good conversation with - about his pink shirt, that is. i remembered we used to fight ourselves silly and got forced by our older siblings (who were also childhood friends) to take a picture together side-by-side. childhood memories never fail to make me smile.

i doubt he still remembers my name. he's rather cute, isn't he? nyahaha!

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hello neoprint bimbos! look how horrible we were back then. okay, i still look pretty horrible tho. but thing is, have you guys thought about how much we spent on those really stupified sticker photos? nothing completes the picture other than the classic peace sign, no?



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yes, i just rummaged through a whole pile of old pictures which were collecting a wank whole lot of dust and debris. and yes again, my house gets dusty most of the time. it's not a good place for asthmatics. don't ask me. i have no clue. we mop the floors every other day but the dust settles at a pretty fast rate over here. kanasai right?

ok im digressing. sorry. it gets rather spastic if i perpetually try to keep on the topic. cos i never do go straight to the point unless things are at the serious peak or something. gosh there i go again. i really gotta stop this and practise on how to meticulously focus on ONE topic.

and so i rummaged through my pictures. i made an interesting discovery yo. i swear i could've cracked the mirrors in my house when i shrieked upon seeing the picture. damn excited la can?! HAHAHA! gonna show the gang tomorrow.



goodnight world. i'm gonna sing (or rather, croak) myself to sleep.