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Why is it that we can never talk to each other properly? Maybe it's just me feeling this way but we seriously haven't had a proper conversation together for a really really long time and I kind of miss having that with you. We'll always end up arguing or getting angry with each other once we start a conversation and then we would not talk for months again. It's really tiring you know. You can scold me for not moving on but friendships like that is seriously hard to forget. I'm wondering if I still mean as much to you as before, perhaps not. I seriously doubt so anyway. (You did not even wish me a happy birthday ): even though you turned up for the party and we did not talk except when you did some crazy thing and I kind of overreacted a little, I'm sorry.) But you're still important to me, if till now you don't know that. Is it really impossible for us to talk like how we used to? All I'm asking from you is just for that friendship back. Is it that hard? If you've already forgotten me as a friend, bestfriend, or whatever, why does it seem so easy for you to do that? ):
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The girls,
The guys,
A BIG THANK YOU, to everyone who turned up for my birthday party yesterday and for those lovely presents and birthday wishes (: They're all greatly appreciated! I love you people! And of course to that special someone who brought me out in the afternoon, and gave me such a lovely surprise
lah(: I love you.<3
I'm really sorry if I any of you did not enjoy the party because of my bad planning and everything. I really am ): However, I just want to say that you all allowed me to have a great time.
Played Dare and Dare. Damn it funny!(: From doing 20 push-ups to Tau-Poking each other to kissing a person of the same sex(we took out the opposite sex one) and removing a chopstick from one's cleavage. Had a great time laughing at all those who got to do those stuff.
Finally, we opened the alcohol. I did not drink a lot that night, in fact I really did not drink much at all. However, many others were crazy. They can drink like 11-20 over shots of Absolute Vodka, Chivas, Champaign(that Mao bought for our present) and I don't know what. Most of them were all wasted by like 11pm, Especially Cheng Hao and Derrick. (HAHA!!) Oh, and Michelle was damn funny. She was asking Bernard to be her boyfriend or something like that, and Bernard totally rejected her like 4 times. FYI, she was way way way High then. So yes.
While all of them were having their crazy time playing card games and drinking outside the rooms, drinking and talking inside Trina's room, a few of us were in my room just listening to my favorite band play the guitar(: And this is what we call the "peaceful room". (We chased all the drunkards out. Hahaha!)
Narmy, Clara, Sarah, Shimin, Michelle, Joel, Theresa,Weijie, Boon How,Theodore, Ian, Cheng Hao and Derrick stayed over!(: Narmy and I slept the earliest! (We had the whole bed to ourselves man!) Except for Cheng Hao and Derrick who were totally wasted already and were already on the floor.
Oh, Derrick is damn funny! While we were all talking in the room(Derrick was sleeping on the floor), he suddenly woke up and,
Someone,"Are you drunk?"
Derrick," I am drunk, drunk am i, i drunk am."
HAHAHAH! And then he went to sleep again! Omggggg, Funny! HAHA.
Apparently, all the guys had to sleep on the floor because the girls chased them down the bed so that we can have the beds to ourselves(: It's amazing how the guys would willingly sleep on the floor(:
Woke up really early this morning. Joel had to leave, followed by Theresa, Boon How and Weijie. Theodore was really really really sweet the whole time (I just felt like saying this. I love my cousin).
Anyway, yes! We played Twister! (: Funny shit. All the unglam stuff!:D Most of them left by 4pm and I had training after that. I felt so tired then, seriously.So yes, more pictures once I get it from the rest of the girls!<3 Oh and one more thing, my birthday party decorations and the BBQ food were successful all thanks to my two aunties,
Auntie Gema,
And Auntie Yati!
I'm so tired now. I'm 15.
