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13 December 2008, Saturday

Spent a day at Vivocity 'cause I needed to get some stuff done but sadly, at the end of the day, I got K.O.-ed without accomplishing what I had to. Partly due to my expectations and partly due to the ladies. Before that, it's MuayThai training in the morning. Jesus Christ! Just forgive me for the lack of sleep, empty stomach and women's most hated period - almost fainted. Just at the start of Round 1, I felt giddy. Next, M.THOMAS and GARY were like "Lie down there, and elevate your legs." ): Humph. After KYLLE's done, I resumed though. I could literally feel the LACK OF OXYGEN! Sigh~

My sportsbra got super wet this time, not because of sweat, but M.THOMAS and GARY poured icy water on the back of my neck, whatever for - It feels good :P

Light lunch, and off to Vivocity. JIAMIN phoned KYLLE, sounded pitiful and all, and met us up soon after. That's when the shopaholics tortured me, though they reasoned that they'd held back. The soccer player doesnt mind walking all day long, so it was fine. Just that the things they look at aint fascinating to me and they could spent quite some time over those things. I felt like KYLLE was snatched away by JIAMIN ): Anyway, the anticammie'd actually took some super unglam photos. Sorry to disappoint you guys, photos will not be posted up here, not due to the unglamness but due to certain disagreement over photo issues. Do visit KYLLE's blog for the photos.

Many stuff that happened, like gaining few extra sips of iceblends due to slight error in the orders - whippedcream on the wrong iceblend, getting pissed over big/small change with cashier, camera shots, men's brief. Sounds interesting huh?

*To Jiamin:
People get mesmerised by everything in love, even the worst quarrel. You'll be subjective, your friends objective. If you're damned on taking the risk, think about the flipside at times and do cushion yourself. I think you deserve the better sweetie.

14 December 2008, Sunday

Mum says I'm useless - sleep forever and take money. Oh well, I dont even know what I'm living for. MuayThai for KYLLE, Soccer for AMKSS, live for my friends rather. Screw me up, I'm screwed. What's with sleeping late in the morn? I couldnt fucking sleep at 12midnight with the lights switched off, all curled up under my blanket. Tossing and turning for 4 hours aint fun at all. Just fucking leave me alone then!

I need to grow up under your care. Could that be my excuse?

JAZ

Wont you just play along?
I really miss you.