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Saturday, March 8, 2008,

satruday,that sunday feeling.
met fee and went for a jog.
it turns out to be good.

e distance was about like,
more than 1.6 less than 2.4 ?
hahaha.

and im having but cramps now.
BOO.

generally,the SAF guys were there.
unexpectedly la.
and its fidah's friend,so yah -.-

soon after,we had our breakfast
and i like the idea of them
serving us that food.
off home and now,
(look on my left)
i have to clean up those dishes.
bitch.

yours sincerely,mirah.