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Jerald Foo
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Friday, October 27, 2006
Happy Bdae Shang


Happy Birthdae Shang
Today was the hardest day to go by...
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26/10/05
the Rainbow eyes ill never forget

The Story of a Party
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Much truth is out and i guess there is nothing left for me... so ... no point stayin around anymore cuz the party is over. The party was great and everyone had fun, i did for sure. But did i manage to have a last dance before it was over? Nope...
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That night at the party, the girl of my dreams was there. it was my opportunity... i walked up to her and i asked her for her hand, but she told me she never knew how to dance. Nevermind then.
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But it then i see her going up to someone... she speaks to him, they laugh, they hold hands and soon... they start dancing. I cant belive it !! she told me she'd never knew how to dance. Its impossible.
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That just drove me crazy. If u always knew how to dance then... why did u lie to me? you didnt wanna dance with me and thats for sure... but i just dont understand WHY you dont wanna dance with me. Is it because ... i im a bad dancer? or... im not good enough for you? or i dont deserve to hold your hand?
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Or is it because he is a better dancer?
i would never know wouldnt i?
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Even the Greatest Parties have to end. But what kinda memories you bring back would be another thing. So what did i bring back? A rejected hand and a shattered heart.
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It Ends
At 7am, it was a beautiful drive to the airport.
Ow Boy... Long Queue
A breakfast like this just reminds me of my secondary school daes... back then, my buddies Xing Hua and Liu Jun would take turns to buy the same Breakfast. we would usually have only less than 5min ta finish our breakfast... we were really good at that... and sleeping during the first lesson with that Beautiful breakfast digesting. Haha...
Half an hour late for classWhen i reached class, big mouth Jing Kun(Portugal jacket in pic below) had to say stupit stuff like ''Waaa... show of ah? drive to school?!''... i felt rather offended by that Sarcasm. JiaLe (guy in pic above) asked me why i was so that late and so i told him i had'ta send my dad to the airport .. hes going to BangKok.
So smart ass JingKun had to shout out loud ''Waaa Your Dad go BangKok for what?! Go find Mistress Ah!?''
Your So Dead
At that moment i wanted to give him a punch to the face. But i realised that I cant do such a thing unless i was out of my mind. So i held my emotions.
Immediately after the end of the class, i called him out to the front. I had to call him afew times cuz he was relactant to come down. When he finally made his way down, i asked him what he was trying to imply with everything he said... he was quick with the apology... and with a handshake all was forgiven.
Met up with brothers and sister in christ for PEP ... we prayed for certain stuff before going off to meed elizabeth for an interview, i believe i totally talked crap during the interview and was more of a chit chat conversation... man, i still hope she has something to write about. haha
I was going off to the convention for blood donation. i called Jo who was suppose to follow me to make sure i dont scream, but he told me he was playin pool and totally forgotten about meetin me. Man =(
so i decided to just go to the library and grab a bean bag to chill... but when i reached, classmates of mine were already there ^^ and to my supprise, kumar & Azmi wanted to do blood donation! WOoHooO!!! LETS GO!!!
Orang-Utan... yea... thats gotta be him.
CANT WAIT!!!
Test for Iron Density



My stay here was good. i made lotsa friends... i was practically talking to everyone beside me... and the girl beside me was laughin her ass off when it was my turn for all the Needle Torture cuz i was screaming away... haha... oops
We started at 1:45pm and Azmi was Hurrying us... he wanted to get back to class by 2pm. the nurse told him to squeeze the StressBall so that the blood would flow smoothly... SO MR CLEVER decided to squeeze FuLL Speed ahead! hahaha... After awhile he told us he was seeing white patches before the nurse put him lyin upside down. My guess was that he was seeing Heaven.. Hahaha!
Ow yes... so because of mr Clever we only reached class at 2:45pm (end of class)
Torture Kit
Love!
Reception
Wenta Thomson Plaza to get the photos done
Kodak auntie remembers seeing me last night at PrataShop ^^


If i'd told you i was happy to see you that night, i lied
it was pure torture...



Happy Bdae anyway...
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