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monday was kinda fun. went for morning exercise at chen yi's house. we played tennis there. yeah, me, him, bren, fats n jerel. fats is big man. brendan can testify to that. fats hits every ball he sees, and i mean every single one. okay, he tries to hit, so he had quite a number of lobangs. wad am i talking about. ah ha. nevermind. it was fun anyway, and i didn know chen yi had the exact same racquet as me. the only difference, his was 80 bucks, mine was 200. bad luck i guess. yea, and before that we were at his house. omg, five guitars. he's crazy, and his dad's as funky as him too. hahaha. then i headed for dhoby gaut to meet milton and co. went there early to look at some band stuff at erm, band world and mast music i think. mil got 3 lubricants. erm no i mean valve oil. strawberry flavoured! haha. i was looking at this trumpet soft case. a little less than 200 bucks for one case. that's out of my range. sad. so marcus was late again. as usual. let's see. we went lido to catch wimbledon, which was ok lah. at least there was tennis and a chick. before that i saw kian. oh, studying with...a friend? a female one to be exact, lol. nevermind. we hanged around, then went to mil's house. crapped there, did anything possible, like prank-calling and stuff. stupid man. but it was cool la. pizza for dinner, by his mum! not bad. so we hanged around somemore until 11 and mark sent us home. thanks mil n mark. and marcus n pern. but one thing though, i wasnt too lively yesterday. too shagged frm tennis. sorry man. okay. i didn accomplish anything today. tried to reformat the computer today, but after i did everything, i realised the internet couldnt work. so i waited for dad to come home and fix it. basically didn do anything today. waking up with black circles at my eyebags was the last thing on my mind. okae. back to school tmr, can't wait for mep results. bye performed 20:25 ©
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