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Sunday, August 26, 2007

it's been a long time since we spent sunday at ahmajia.

perhaps we no longer find excitement in going to econ minimart,
but we still enjoyed the car-rides.

i felt the same as en when she said
"有一点新年的感觉"

cos most people were there.
if only everyone can be there
just like when we were young,
when we played until we fell asleep by the sofa while waiting for our parents to finish their mahjong game.

does everything really change when we grow up?

***

ok..

since someone finished his 21km run when i was soundly asleep,
i feel bad for being so unsupportive..
so i shall do a favour by posting his current favourite photo here,
the photo which took over me..zzz..

i will shake his hand in less than a year's time too k!
xP

Something Magical

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