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Monday, June 04, 2007 12:55 PM


Boon keng brings back memories..

ya it sure does. all those times going to HS's house and talking cock till 1 or 2 in the morning. those were the days. we could jsut chill out and noone would really care.

well, been going back there. on sats to play ball. feels good to play again, been dying to play ball again. thought i dun play as well now but still its really nice to be with friends again. esp with andrew HAHA the dude is really funny. it also enables me to talk to HS more also. well, my life isnt prefect so a little help wont hurt. he being one of the only people i will lsiten to, well guess that makes his stuff important.

well.. talking to him makes me feel a little better about lots of stuff. guess i am in the mood to be a nice guy again. would be weird being nice to people. normally i dun care about other people so.. it will be a change. but i wont be nice to jsut anyone, some people still will get shit from me. maybe more shit :)


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