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Friday, July 06, 2007
can't help lah.
keep looking at wh x)
then he ask me "why keep looking at me?"
you also keep looking at me mah...
then we look at each other for like 10 secs? lol, siao.
don't know what we doing.. =.=
cause we always sit tgr and play..
one and a half year leh.. T.T

j sitting with me, haha.
although also very funny, but still weird w/o wh...

they are so called my besties to me, haha.
only this 2 guys can make me laugh(real loud).
hmm, ok lah, nissiweiwei also make me laugh cans?? haha.

usually we will ask things from each other,
wh will ask me for things, bully me.. and call me help him.
haha, now not sitting with him, he sian liao x)
not everybody so good de leh!! haha.
who will want to help him~ sad loh.
today still call me lend him $6, haha.

j really very funny+cute.
ok, i am not crazy with guys.. =.=
his eyelashes soso long cans, ahha.
then when he want smthing, he will act innocent... x)
so funny lah.
i love laughing with him...
easy to bully kind.

wh bully me, i bully j x)
then j n me bully HIM!!!

although abit not use to it,
but its better loh.
i can concentrate on work than them.

no matter what, we still so close..
so, nothing can change this loh. =)
<3 talking to them!

-Xiaowei


11:40 PM

WEI

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions—the little soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of a playful raillery, and the countless other infinitessimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling.