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Monday, September 22, 2008 8:09 AM

I have an hour before I'm suppose to be ready for tonight. So blog away.

Sorry Hui Long! For losing my internet connection a million times yesterday night, which of course resulted in you being angry and me, being pissed. I gotta admit, there was not a single time I didn't look at the connection icon and screamed **** when I was forced out of msn. THANKS AZTECH HOMEPLUG TURBO for not delivering what you promised on your packaging. I didn't even friggin' said hi to Keeping's dearest. Argh. Whatever. As a result, I can't post pictures of my dearest son, Keeping, because Hui Long couldn't send them to me in time before they crashed. I got like one or two though. You could go to Fat Face Bryan's blog though, he has three. What a caring God Uncle.

Link is : www.fatface.blogspot.com

Oh, talking about yesterday, I was on the train with Grace in the morning when Grace commented on this guy sitting in front of us. He's in what, primary school or something? Super short. And he was DOZING off on the train. "OMG HOW CUTE RIGHT!" went Grace. I rolled my eyes. Clearly she didn't sympathise with the woman beside the small boy. She was trying hard to do what the boy was doing : Sleep. But guess what? She could not. The boy who was sleeping was busy nodding off in one direction, slapping her forearm with his head, before reverting back to an upright position, and repeating the motion. Talk about muscle memory, he was as good as hammering the sides of the woman 10 friggin' times a minute. At least swing both ways and you'd only hit her 5 times! And God, Grace found him cute.

I didn't have a good day yesterday! :( I went to the canteen to buy fruits with Grace, and saw Ping Kee with his friend in the canteen. After standing there like an idiot whilst Grace was watching him perform a card trick, we went off, and Grace said bye while I waved my hand like a spastic. But he didn't see my hand lol. So he didn't say bye. And we didn't get back 3 papers as Gary predicted. Only GP. Guess my efforts paid off because I finally got an A this year. Talk about deja vu, I did education for Promos last year too, and got exactly the same score for essay.

So finished with blogging and here's a picture of my baby dearest on the way home from school. I know he's a potential scholar. Look at him! Bright and cheery even after one long, tiring day at school with all the losers and their loser scents pipping over him.


























Shall blog about Keeping's God aunt later when I get home! Cya later, alligators.

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Keepingmealive(:

Yiyao.
AJC. BPGHS.
140190.

Cherished Loves

my CHEERBEAR.
songs. poems.friends.

Contacts & Stats

leong_yiyao@hotmail.com (i have msn =X)

love is a force of nature.

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Connections

Grace
Angela
Azri
Bryan
Benjamin
Hui Long
Kathy
Melvrick
Ping Kee

Past

September 2008

Listening to...

keepings lullaby Designer:Emira/PurpleKiddy
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