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profile | with selfless faith.
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Tuesday, April 14, 2009 | 9:45 PM
i had to make my way to school very early today. my eyes were half open. settled at the convention centre, where the principal & director of business school gave their briefing. we had to go for lunch at 10plus in the morning?! how lameee, cause who eats lunch at that time? i bumped into my primary school friend. i swear he looked and sounded extremely different. i almost couldn't recognise him. so anyway.. we played games which was driving all of us crazy cause the weather was hot. we were sweating alot. but.. treasure hunt was fun. ended 2hours earlier than the stated time.

met dear and we went to that freaking tong seng coffee shop at bugis to eat. while waiting for our food to arrive, there was a man who approached us. he was mumbling in chinese and i think he was asking for 2bucks. i thought he was one of the stall holder and that simply means i had to pay up for my food. i gave him 5bucks, and obviously i was expecting my change. i know something was not right the moment i saw him walking away quickly with my money. there was a commotion, right after that. everybody was staring at me.

so guess what; i was freaking cheated by that man. okaes, not exactly cause he was a mad man. i didn't even know he hangs around there often. like dear said, i can't blame him. those freaking stall holders there didn't even manage to tell me that he was a mad man. i was freaking pissed off. i was freaking annoyed. i freaking swear i wont ever go there again. stupid idiotic freaking bad luck place, urghhh.

im freaking tired, bye!