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Monday, April 10, 2006

Yep. Just came back from a date.
With markie and sz.
Treated both of them to coffee bean. (Man, ronnie is so going to kill me... but he got gf alr, a bit difficult.)
Hahaha.
Had fun teasing (being teased by?) them. (sz esp)

Whatever.
Think I'll miss them after they go and serve the country.

I shall treat Wilfred next week (even my mum wanted me to treat him la), cos of all the help he had bestowed upon me during my JC days.
And I do thank God for a friend like him.
Do I have to worry about shortage of notes? Nope.
Do I have to worry about erm, homework to copy if I didn't complete them? Nope.
Do I have to worry about nobody to help me give excuses when I decided to pon tang class? Nope.
Who helped and took care of me the most when I was sick and dying during my major paper?
Him.
So do you think I should treat him?
Duh.
Since he's only going in on the 21st. Enough time =)

Oh man.
I love today.
And yesterday.
2 hrs conversation. I really pity him.
Can u believe it? He was like a kiddo when he showed me the pass driving letter thing. Haha.
Whatever la.
Get your license card then come and hao lian to me k.

Before we parted, I still reminded markie:
Don't you dare learn how to smoke,
or worse, take drugs.
You think I'm his mother or what.

But ya, he told me he won't. He better not.