I think, I thought.

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Sunday, April 20, 2008 Sunday, April 20, 2008
Art museum.

Today met up with beloved darl.

Went to the art museum at NUS.
Okay.WE WERE LOST.

Went to the wrong NUS.

Cab-ed there.

Saw some pretty interesting art.

I love this one(ignore my face!):

This one looks like nefertiti

Then camwhore-d a little.

After that headed off to Far East Plaza.

Dinner at Cahaya.

Mee Goreng yumms.

Home-ed after that cuz lazy to walk around.

Town is a boring place.

Met Zi at the bustop.Heh.

Ride home was a bore.

~Sleepy....

ohwow.

An ExBoyfren sms-ed at 2 AM.

Its been ages since i last saw him.

Mimpi aper agaknye.

and you

*thanks for nothing,dont make empty promises.