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To the stars that played with the darkness
I sang of love and burned up completely

Monday, December 08, 2003 @ 11:32 PM

Today, the official day which i actually brought my lunch box to work. It totally rocks and haha brought back so cool memories i had in primary sch. Back in pri sch i used to bring extra fruits and shared it with michelle during recess, sigh we kinda lost contact now. Okie back to 2003, smitha and i had our lunch at the super duper cold conference room. Kern asked me whether we wanna come along with them for lunch, i was like eh? it gonna look so weird n funny if i bring along my lunch box to the food court. Time flies after lunch and obviously working includes slacking and gossiping + lotsa laughing session with smitha. That gal hahah i cant stand her, she insults me most of the time but i alwaes burst out laughing... i love her man...



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