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Friday, December 11, 2009
Diary

A few days ago, as i was tidied up my wardrobe, i found something unexpected. It's was my secondary school diary! In fact,  i don't really remember that i got the habit of writing a diary in the past and so happen that i kept it neatly at one of the corner. 


Yeah, amazing right? 



There was one entry which amused me:

"There is a guy sitting beside me in the class and call Jeremy. I thinks he got a 

bit siao or what, like to copy me doing thing and sometimes turn his

head and looked at me. I think he got something wrong and siao siao one."



Damn funny! I couldn't even remember Jeremy was sitting beside me in class before. Haha. Therefore, i got to know that actually Hui Zhen ex-boyfriend, Maurice, was my god-brother (since when sia). Bla bla bla...


Sometimes, diary can really bring back all forgotten memories. :))