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i reached home at 2plus.

yesterday, reached Kristin's house at Paya Lebar to work on her campaign stuff i.e. banner. Haha she had a friend there but i'm not even supposed to mention so forget it :D

I went without the intention of staying over.. Anyway, Kristin was having a good time being influential and torturing me making me talk to my balding paintbrush and hairy "O" (DONT ASK), when Marissa's mum finally agreed to let her come over to let Marissa save my life -- or so i thought . It was around 11, and Marissa was like "My mum only agreed to let me sleep over because i told someone else was staying "

I was like O.O "Kristin!"
Kristin: I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING.

Anyway, Marissa proved to be as bad as Kristin. =___= I was trying to squeeze out the last bit of paint from Kristin's tube of acrylic, and succeeded in shooting it right into my mouth. My two very kind friends laughed their butts off and took a photo. I washed everything off, but who knows? Maybe tomorrow you'll hear that i died of paint.

I insisted on going home... but we were painting till 3plus and i fell asleep there anyway. It was quite funny, i think. Three girls on couch for a whole night.

This morning, we and promptly continued with campaign work.

So... yeah. I just reached home. Sorry to my bio pt group members and Jnanee and Cheeky (even though this is too late and you're in NS already anw) for being uncontactable this period of time T_T give me a bit more time to work up something.

'dit
dammit. eff. bloody eff. bloody freaking eff. WAHLAU I LOST MY PICS.
sflijgasrfjeuirfsffarklsw. fuck i'm damn pissed. jitch.


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