Sunday, February 8, 2009

I hate PerCog journals.

HAPPY 18TH JIA =)

Relatives came over today for tea. Bobby is frightened by my youngest cousin. My dad said that once she beat him. Now he's traumatized. He attempted to dig and scurry his way into the small cupboard where we stored the rice and cookers and refused to come out.

Mum had to remove all the stuff inside to get him out. I put him in my room til they left.

Am sick. Have a flu. And now I can't savour the sweet of the chocolate of Ferrero Rocher.

Bugger

Tom Cruise. Looks g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s in this photo of the premiere of Valkyrie.

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