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Friday, November 10, 2006
09:44
100th post.

through the jalan raya outings i had, i found out there are many things that my only-meet-once-a-year cousins/neighbour and i share some things in common. like...many of us were in syf! nyaha such coincidental. anyway, i didn't miss the paternal jalan raya. they postponed it to the next day.

of late i've been forced to fetch barom from school since i'm always at home around 12 (i've my reasons why i don't like to fetch him). on wednesday, he was beaming proud that, according to him, a singapore idol finalist visited his school as the ambassador of some speak good english campaign. i shall not name who until i'm convinced it's true. i shall check it out.

my parents are organising a kenduri doa selamat this early december. it's mainly for barom. & also to celebrate the december birthday people. my job is to organise games for both the younger & older generation. err...help? um...i would prefer if we can play some captain's ball match. hurhur force them to bring extra tee for this match.

i had a great laugh looking at the photos of our jalan raya & the kl trip of which most of them are candid shots. credits to shyaza's & nadzirah's camera (:
i like my billabong tee bought from the kl trip. i was also eyeing the flip-flops but i couldn't possibly buy one because mum would surely nag at me for having too many shoes.

i've listed out the causes of my stress. all i have to do is to overcome them by not counting the number of hours left.