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Friday, April 14, 2006

so darling save the last dance for me.
- Michael Buble

SPEECH DAY. Back in dunearn at last. I left school at 11.30am. AND guess who I saw along the kallang river?! Ian and noel !! WAH...didnt know they were coming to sa. After all the stuff at sa, went to wisma with them, cause they're gonna cut their hair. ALMOST fell asleep waiting for them but the main reason for that was my medicine.

ANYWAY. I was at dunearn before the rest arrived and it was kinda heart-warming to see the place again. Words are useless when it comes to such stuff. BUT, pictures speak a thousand words. And we took alot of photos that day. Countless. Many.

Then, we had macs at westmall. Good chat. Fare enough. Hung around the area. There was night market. But everyone was like "uh...what...ok...", so we took a few more shots on the cam and HOMEWARD BOUND.

I guess the best part was the photos.

The difference between us is just a THIN LINE. GET THAT RIGHT.