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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

i feel like this blog is gettin old.. dying soon..
i jus didnt have the mood to update my blog..

wat we've missed..

mo and me got the prize money we won in that talentime. and we dont know wat to buy with it..
and we auditioned for this band edge thingy.. was the first band to try out.. we playedboson for the auditions cuz we know that we're very familiar with that song.. and on the day itself they told us that we got in.. i seriously want this acoustic band to rise.. anyway, yesterday was the actual performance day.. i think it went well. we played boston, take me away, face down, true by ryan cabrera, and crashed by chris daughtry.. crashed and true was kinda last min.. learnt true the day before and crashed on the day itself..

ohh ya before that.. Jess came back for like 6 days.. spent 2 whole days with her.. not exactly 2 days but 1 and half days.. went to have dinner with her cousin her sister, jon, rach and of course her.. met up with escape people.. only know like wat? 8 9 of them.. wah i think that sucks.. haha.. so yea.. miss her loads.. its been like wat? 1 yr ago since we last saw each other.. the next day we went to escape theme park she treated me.. greatly appreciated.. when will i see u again? will i see u again? damn its like a song already..


the thing about problems is.. my probs are my probs.. other people's probs are my probs too..
i cant stand to look at people when they're havin probs.. u know like wat shepherd told me before.. sometimes one can see it better than the one havin probs.. err something like that..



Those memories were sweet,
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