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.Tuesday, December 19, 2006 ' 11:54 PM
Heart felts.

after so many days of unwanted cancelled games. today is the only time i really hope it is cancelled. maybe is because i am really tired. but i think i really dont like this whole internal league thingy. things is becoming sucky you know. but i bet none of them realise. so we're left with today's and saturday's game. like, what the hell. out of all the saturdays. this saturday. which will the the saturday that my church is celebrating christmas.

dont ask me why i bother about christmas out of a sudden because i really dont know. i just want to have a touch of that. because i am SO going to stay home on sunday and monday. because nicole hates human crowd to the max of the max. so i will stay at home and listen to christmas song. and have my so-fabulous dinner, maggie noodle. again. because mama's going taiwan tomorrow and wont be back until 1st of january. so that means i should ask her to stock up maggies the next 12 days. so exciting please!! please feel my sacarsm.

BACK to the point. i wont be able to go for service. so i shall head home straight after game. OH, we are suppose to have dinner together after that. &#$#&

anyhow, attica was fun. like, at lease it gets me high. not like MOS, which was a bore. but it ended damn early, like 3? so we just slacked till 5 plus. believing that the first 147 bus comes in the same time as any other bus, which was suppose to be 5 plus in the morning. but no. the bus will come at 630. so poor nicole sat at the busstop half falling asleep waiting for the bus to come. with the chilling morning breeze that almost froze me.

cant wait for dinner with lian jie and fatty. tho we are only eating kfc. btu still, it's finger lickin good. okayy, this remind me to wash my hands before eating. oh my god. I DONT WANT TO GO FOR GAME!!!! unless i can get my shoe today. heeeeee







Her.

Nicole Christine Au
Eleven December 1987
Hongkonger


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