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Thursday, December 6, 2007

ohwells. just came back. long long long day man.

went down to mf to bowl. my god. i swear i hate people who steal cabs luh. no manners. freak i was standing there with 60 pounds of stuff. and then stupid people steal my cab. UNDER THE RAIN. then i thought i was gonna be late. reached at 10.15. supposed to meet at 10. guess what. oh im earliest again. thanks man. nick and cheryl again. ahha -.-

bowled quite a few games. anthony paid. thanks dude. (: then we waited for chartan to finish her training. then michelle decided to follow.

went to vivo. ate at carls jr. worst place ever. then went to watch golden compass. not bad luh. but quite stupid. theres a part 2. dammit. anyway. wee paid again. omg. i so owe you alot of money mann.

went to buy stuff. then headed back to mf in michelle's dad's coolios car. my god my back nearly died. haha. anyway. grabbed my bowling bag and headed to uncle richard's shop. thank god i went later. i heard someone was there before and i also heard someone's gonna be there at selections. i hope i dont bowl with him. PLEASE NO. ):

anywayy. played there quite abit. followed nick and brent to the famous famous restaurant they keep talking about. 'eleven'. MY GOSH THE FREAKING FOOD IS DAMN BLOODY NICE. !!!!!!!!!. im going there again to eat. soon.

went back and played daidi for a while. then yeah. left. went home. stoning.

im sorry man. i swear i didnt know. thanks for telling me how you felt.

and thanks nick. for bringing me there. dont worry. i'll credit you. like oh. nick showed me the place. yeah. okay.