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In the Twilight.


"Did you seriously just stomp your foot? I thought girls did that only in movies."

Our memories.

July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009

We belong.

Twilight
Class Blog
Chao Hui
Chao Hong
Ryan
Iylia
Celeste
Vivian
Shamuale Jesslyn

Murmured words.


My Lullaby

Breaking dawn.

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Still Malaysia trip... :P

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Yeah, so after Kek Lok Si, We went to Jusco. Anyway, we went to Secret Recipe to eat, but the signature dish wasn't there anymore, so we ate at Pizza Hut. I met my niece. She was famous, know why? Cause she was crying. We didn't know why. My cousin's 26, and she gave birth. One year older than my mum when she gave birth to me. My mum culd give them lessons. When my cousin held the baby, she was crying, when my mum held her, she stopped. Yeah, I guess having two kids gives you advantages sometimes. So, when my mum held her, I touched her foot, and I got a shock, and felt guilty, because she started crying again. But I barely touched her sock. Anyway, I still feels guilty. Then I went to see my aunt. She sells noodles, and my uncle... Sells noodles as well. But differet noodles, and different stall. Same place, though. I met my other cousin. He studies in Penang. The island. Yeah. We reached home, Ipoh, at 12a.m. the next day. Somewhere there.

Can't remember details. Will post more tommorrow. Anyway, Xin Ee wanted a date where we could all meet every year. Any ideas? Post in tagbox. :D

~Cai Ni.


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