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Wednesday, October 17, 2007

I was browsing through "Simply Her" magazine and there's an ad for CHOYA - a drink. Suddenly it rings back some part of my happy memory about us doing groceries shopping for our lunch at NTUC, and how i wanted to buy the drink but both of us felt that it was overprice and we place it back. In addition, an ad for Sentosa, we've planned so much about going over there, always talk about it - he bought sunglasses, i bought the caps......which ended up in a unhappy returns. Well anyway, its all over.

How i wish that he had express to me about certain things earlier and we might not ended up like this. But still, he's the one who let go.......

Cheers for today(17 oct) poly-bonding-chalet ;)

i danced @ 1:54 AM