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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
a long dramatic day.

Met Shida at JE. Took th train gng to Pasir Ris, which was th wrong train. So,at Clementi, we train-ed back to JE, took th train to TP. Met up with Yanqi and Syiqa at TP, took 238 to TP SCHCC.

i hate TP SCHCC.

1. there's no hot Mats. [ jk la. but still, they're not hot.]
2. there's not much to do.
3. service sucks.

I HATE THAT WOMAN. BLOODY ASSSSS.

she said," why are there so many students, but they're not doing anything. " & "i'd rather have my workers to work like shit ,than to have these students here."

we felt so bloody angry with her. i wanted to slap her laaaaa. shit woman. APPRECIATE & SHUT UP.

whatever.

Then, after 3, Syiqa & I went to (mall?) to window shop. [pix at my friendster] at th mrt station, when we were abt to go home, SHE REALISED SHE LOST HER WALLET.

in her wallet: EZ-LINK CARD, HP & HSE KEYS. damn.

so we practically went searching everywhere we went. reported abt it, and when we were on th train ,abt to go home, she called her number using my phone. A LADY NAMED SHIDA PICKED UP. We went to boon lay uh, to meet her. Otw, she called me agn, to say that SYIQA's MUM, was at jp alr. WTH. She was 'afraid' because her mother would obviously NAG. So at jp there, we met her mum, and i took 30 back home.

my feet hurt, and i'm tired. today was an adventure.

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