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Saturday, July 26, 2008 at 5:06 AM

I`m feeling weird today. I don`t know why. First of all, went to Haig Road (Is the spelling correct?) And fyi, I`m soo not into Haig Road & Geylang but Dad kinda forced me n sis to go so yeah. All we did was eat and checking out cars. That was it. I was like WTH?! Sis knew that I was pissed off and so she treated me to LJS. She knows me the best! Heh! Then we waited for Fadlie coz they are going for a date. The funny thing was he said Hi to me but I replied Bye. Hah! Ain`t I ridiculous or just plain deaf?

It seems that this family is having financial problem. I don`t know if it`s a slight one or a major one which I really hope it`s not. Mom has to work again but at a different place. And surprisingly, she gives me the green light to WORK. I couldn`t believe it either. Yup, most probably I will work during this coming end of year holidays. I don`t know what kind of work but I will think of that later. Frankly speaking, I`m not into branded stuffs or expensive ones but I really want to work so that I will not depend on my Dad for bucks. I want to spend my hard-earned money. When I have the money in my hands, I can spend on whatever I want. Money is really important in this country huh? Only when we die, we will think that money is useless.

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