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Josephine.
Since 1988.
A tub of Strawberry Cheesecake Ice-cream with my favourite Hollywood flicks pretty sums me up.







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Thursday, February 15, 2007

i know i'm late,
but anyways..
happy valentine's day to all! =D

this year valentine's is really different.
despite of romancing around,
i spent my time with a bunch of friends,
shopping & eating, shopping & eating,
taking a series of silly photographs with a story behind,
and afterwhich we ended up having ourselves freaked out.
damn, i freaked out. i teared.


BUT, everybody else does, including the guys.. wahaha.


one of the key moments:

kezia & i screamed at the top of our voice outside the gents when the cargo lift beside us just broke open with a freaky sound.
well, you can't imagine how hilarious it was to see them dashing out of the toilet,
hearing them ranting about their experience of unzipping their zips and zipping it back at the instant of an outbreak of our voice. haha.

kezia and i decided to remain in the gents facing away the direction of the cubicles.