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Monday, October 29, 2007

Not much to blog abt.
Din get to swim on Sat cos it was like kinda rushed.
But slept in instead and that really helped alot.

got to drink.
Bacardi Breezer ytd.
whoa, it was absolutely....
new?
haha.. after you drink, it's like your head will get heavy
but after that you're kinda like in ur own world.
totally fun.

but after drinking, you still come back to reality.
I practically smelt of alcohol.
My mum knew.
and was FURIOUS.
Din talk to me for the whole nite.

but whatever
I totally loved the fact that i drank.
HAHA.
and i kept the bottle. *smiles*
But i did promise my mum that I won't drink anymore.
Till i'm of age.
and i intend to keep promise.
no matter how hard it is.










































I loved every bit of it.
The new sensation.




































sorry to make you worry.
and all those hurtful words.