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Cheryl.

Sweetpea.

Shoot, sexaye!



Vain vintage.

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Monday, May 1


Mixing morbid mango milkshakes.
I got into NTU ADM,
and emotionless as this post may seem, I'm pretty damn happy about it. (I'm just freaking tired now - and trying to express it through a conspicuous lack of exclaimation marks.) Amazingly, I got the letter on the same day we had our Power Praying session at BAY. Hur. Thanks to everyone who prayed - be it shouting, in under 10 seconds, or blindly.

Wheee!
(There, I managed it.)

Fact is, the title of this post has nothing to do with its contents. That's just so emo. But if I like to put completely unrelated and convoluted alliterations in my title, well, I will.

And if you want a life-changing experience while sadly constrained by your financial means - $3 will get you a omgwthkrazykickass Durian Prata at The Roti Prata House at Thomson. I accept your grateful thanks in advance.

Jubba jubba.


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