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Thursday, November 30, 2006

I'm F pissed. Omf.

Yesterday night after prom, I was supposed to go for the sleepover. But I decided to stay home because I had that (Piss-ass) job training today, so I decided to get some sleep in case the (Piss-ass) people thought I was incompetent and will decide to fire me on my first day.

Melissa and I thought that place was a cafe.
You know the kind where you drank coffee and chitchat with your friends, like a Starbucks or something. But that (SUPER piss-ass) place was just a place selling health products.
So EEEKS lah.

So I missed a sleepover for that stupid thing.
Ah, I was so glad we left early to go eat subway and shop around that Paradiz or whatever shopping centre. Wtf, stupid place with irritating people. Talked about their miracle products for like 4 FREAKING hours.

Oh, and when I got home from prom.
I had a hard time removing the eyeliner and mascara.
But now I am going to master the art of putting those two on, because smokey eyes are preeeeeetty nice :D




Ay, I want the prom photos lah.
I only got some!
I can kick myself for forgetting to take the camera out of my bag. *&%%$#$!#@@

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