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Sunday, August 14, 2005

my dad came back this morning, like around five. almost two days delayed.

yup. then my brother's poly friends came over to use photoshop and illustrator. they used both computers for the entire day.

they only left after my dad, my mum and i went to bedok food center for dinner. my dad kept complaining that bfc is lousy. ahahhaha. i find it okay la.
he's so fussy and yet he ate so much.

yesterday's family day performance was okay. got to see amanda, beatrice and waimun! oh and glenna! ((: but i was also kinda sad about.. it really dampened my mood quite a bit.


i'm still confused. i feel so dumb. i want to cry but i can't. this is the worse feeling ever.

i feel so ; 9:15 PM

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