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Rainy Martini, a shutterbug who doesn't have her own equipment. Appreciates blurry shots, light streaks, birds, the sky, tea, stop motion films and marshmallows.
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Saturday, August 19, 2006 @ 8/19/2006 11:05:00 PM `°•.¸¸.•°`
*had a short SMS coversation with SALLY FOO yesterday,missed her lots LA. I still remember the days when I would steal her slippers, the days when she'll drive me mad, the days when we'll swap slippers, even though our shoe sizes are probably like 6 sizes apart. the days when we would cheer each other up and go through all the crap laughing. the days I would get scolded/punished for teasing her (it was a training camp). I still remember the days when she would wait till everyone is asleep before secretly answering my calls, because her parents were quite strict, while we talk for hours. the days when she wanted to ask me to go over her house for Chinese New Year. the days when we used to be the talk of everyone. the days when we probably liked each other,but I didn't have the confidence to tell her, and she probably won't admit it (because she was attached, then)and thus, nothing happened.sigh. it was those times...those times. (x i wonder how would things be like, if i asked her then.... but let's not talk about things i regret.* *...* taken from jeremy boo jian wei's blog... in reply for ya message specially for miie... i am so touched that u can even remember the tymes we had together... i mus say...u have a brilliant brain... do you remember we even played the swing... the innocence and playfulness in us... i admit...i had liking for you...=) however it was thought to be brotherly love... aniwaes...no matter wad...i still LOVEs you... and i am very honoured to even know you... dun worry...if if someone hate you... they are only the minority... MAJORITY of them LOVES you... anithing jus call miie or sms miie... i am only a phone call away... now updates of miie... todae i was in the making of pig... sleep and eat is the only thing i did today... ...Beavers can hold their breath for 45 minutes...
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