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W o w .
Wednesday, January 27, 2010, 4:28 PM
Its amazing to things u see while waiting for someone . Was waiting outside CWP flowershop . I saw someone who greatly ressembeled Caselyn . Was it her owo ? Then I saw this ahemahemshortahemahem couple . But idk if they were couple . Then I saw epic scene .

3 boys . Pushing each other into flower shop . Wan buy rose for valentine . Dun dare buy . Inside le any how chose rose . Still need florist help them chose . I was laughign to myself ;x

Anyways, Today I was thinking alot of th past . Th past is coming to haunt me . Not really . Th memories are beautiful . Aside from th usual fact tht 2E2 09' girls are sitll sitting together and having lunch . I saw th old neoprint of me, yihan and nadia from last yr CNY . Memories so sweet . I chnged alot in terms of looks I think . Then Terence, suddenly disturb me with th "Joel" name again . Not 3E4 Joel, WGPS Joel . Then we down thr toking abt him and joking on th way upstairs . Memories... I want to go bak to th past ...