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Monday, June 8, 2009

i woke at 11 all in a bad mood.... msged pal to see whats up with him... well... just needed a smoke and a beer real BAD... hahaa... he eventually called me and we decided to meet up slack... bought sticks and slacked.. pal and cashi both didnt have their breakfasts and complained they were hungry.... and pal too misplaced his wallet in his home.... haiya... u guys... haha.... we headed to bayshore park after that... watched the lads play basketball... didnt play ( cause i hate the game!)...



Pal... as always... was irritating.. but.... i talked to him about her.. didnt tell anything much and didnt tell anything i wasnt supposed to tell.....he rang her up without my consent... and i didnt know about it... until he told me later... told me he was gonna call his cousin.. called HER instead... PAL YOU CUNT! hahhaha! kidding lad......


Mr sheikh fikri ali yamani rang me up and asked whether i wanna play football.... well. pal.... as always.. snatched the phone from me.. and talked to fikri.. idiot... we eventually met up with fikri played some nice football at siglap CC...


later.. SHE called me... but pal... as always... answered the call.. and.. bla bla bla... he told HER alot of stuffs... well... i wasnt keen on it... but.. i just decided to let him do it... although i was pissed with him talking to her.... he was just trying to help me out in a way despite not knowing wats going on..... i broke down during the conversation... had a stick... chilled out... saw roopini along the way too.. haha.... than went home... reached home at around 11:45...

Alright.. thats it for the day than comrades.....

I love you, sorry


You'll never walk alone*
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Suveer Singh Riard

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