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Thursday, June 05, 2008



i am rushing this post because its almost time for me to have tuition.
i was so happy that i can post again, because for the past days,
i can't get to sign in into any account from the internet, even msn!
i have to many to post, but i think i have forgotten how i feel at that moment.

yesterday rush out from school at about 5.20pm to Jurong Point.
I am supposed to meet my cellgroup at 5pm, haha.
I manage to reach there in time and watched the whole movie.
someone break kohwei's world record yesterday night,
i went to watch movie with almost 200++ friends!
oh, no, its family, haha!! my brothers and sisters..
i love this idea of watching a movie with my church friends.

before the movie, i accompanied weiwei to the toliet,
and i went into the boy's toilet! haha
i saw that the door is pink and i walked in, i saw bryan!
HE IS WASHING HIS HANDS, for your infomation..
i was shouting and rushing out of the toliet, almost running to the girl's toilet.
rush passes ken and didn't managed to catch what he said.

we watched narnia, the show i love =)
i seriously love the kissing part, haha!

ok, adrian called me..
going to meet him now!!! =)
bye.

-Xiaowei


4:01 AM

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.