torn

The bluey slip, i'd torn it open. At 1.35am yesterday. I tiptoed into my cousin's bedroom in the dark, then i crawled into the comfy part of the bed. I held the blue slip so tight to me i could hear it crumpling. Then feebly, i jabbed on my handphone buttons for light. Before i tore off the side ends of the slip, i shined it with the light from my handphone. Then i tried to see through the slip, and got the shock of my life when my eyes caught a glimpse some superimposed numbers. I peered and peered and peered until i saw no. 3. Then i managed a sigh. Of relief.


Santa daddy.

:)


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All day today, i eat, shop, shop, eat, shop, shop, shop, shop, and eat. Doesn't sound all that Christmas-sy, rite?


Neways i bought 3 blouses and 1 dress. Then i had dim sum for breakfast, Yu Tao Mai Fun for lunch and prawn mee for dinner. I like Yu Tao Mai Fun the most. Especially the milk soup and the erm, pieces of kiam cai. Kiam cai, what is it called in english? Hmm, i had 2 glasses of orange juice too. One for lunch and one for dinner.


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Hmm.. if i could tell by singing you songs, i'll sing 'Lips of an Angel' by Hinder, and 'Crush' by Mandy Moore. But then, i'll never tell. And you'll never know.


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Metabolism.

T.T

I haven't read up on all those pathways involving metabolism. I'm still stuck at protein. T.T And gosh. I haven't even started doing my PBL yet. And the next session'll be on this coming monday. Man!!


I need a study makeover.


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P.S: I can't be torn. I shouldn't be.