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i know it's supposed to be: it's never too late to apologize.

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i'm a short little junkie, a christian who happens to be a student :), miss last min, online shopping addict, no more mary had a little lamb. haha

loves God, my sugars, shopping, dark nails, vintage, museums, sprees, hanging out, sleeping, drawing, research papers without deadlines, prac crit, music, acoustic + guitarish, cartoons, spongebob, my piggies, black & white, subway, dramedy!

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Friday, December 28, 2007

A Short Christmas Story

by miss tay bei ru

in classic literary style... haha, kidding. i can't write like that but i'll try. here goes...

ON a christmasy december evening, mr ks was feeling bored. thus, he decided to initiate a small little chat session at a small little cafe stowed away in a cosy corner... his suggestion came as an unexpected suprise to his friends... and they gathered at the cafe, sipping chilly mocha and reminiscing on the good old days. their hearty conversation was littered with lame jokes here and there... so lame that it could freeze crows in mid-flight. (haha, sounds a little exaggerated... bt the chicken wing joke was real funny in a lame way. thx to mr gs: the joker of the day)

as the early night sky began to edge towards a sleepy darkness, the friends made their separate ways home...

the friends...

to reunite again the following day at miss lw's house, armed with rental vcds (devil wears prada and john tucker must die!) and lots of junk! pure boredom can do silly things to people and ta-dah... there was "play dressup" to pass the time. polka-dotty was the theme... looking ridiculous/childish/insane or whatever-you-call-it in atrocious clothes and wigs that will never venture beyond one's humble abode characterized the fun...

there was the candid... w ms sm as the paparazzi...

ms lw's the star...

the stage play...

sm the santarina looks like she's "commiting suicide" in her red bathtub. haha

meet the cute little family with a sleepy papa...

the retro santarina...

the oddies...

the uglies...

the "tai-tai"s after many attempts...

and the scandalous affair....

the happy couple...

but she cheated on me first...

so i got another one...

but i'm still friendly w the third party. haha...

THE END

Merry Christmas!!! (though it's a little late...)

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