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Saturday, May 3, 2008

before dnd, checked in hotel.
jw n wision went out to get someting,
while ana n i slept.
we really fell asleep.
wision came back with travis.
totally irritating.
they actually wrapped me up and dump me on the 'cradle'.
nt that i am complaining, the chairs were quite comfy.
but, y is it always me? that time chalet i was also wrapped up.
FINALLY, gt up prepare,
more ppl came along.
the hot water was REALLY STEAMING HOT.
the scene in the toilet was chaotic, more than 5 ppl preparing? ppl streaming in n out.
vernon was our hair stylist. lol.

dnd wasnt fun.
the food was soso.
dnd was suppose to be dinner n dance.
but we only had dinner.
somehw, we entertained ourselves, alot of photo takings.
have yet to receive.
but, the ppl who attended, adhered to the theme.
wooooooo.
NICE.
ohya, and to think i actually forgot to wear the earrings i bought=((((((((((
celebrated xj 's n travis's bdae.

the part after dnd was OMG.
went back garden hotel.
took photos.
jumping shots, funny shots, cheeky shots.
tsktsktsk.
i like the bouncy bed.

drank.
drunk.
puked.
fell.
bruised.
it came in a package.
ahahaha, the way they told me,
it was like super crazy.
still want zouk.
OMG.
mayb once in a while its cool.
my voice=(


we were actually very late oredy.
but, hahaha, we still insisted on 1 pic.



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