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Monday, January 19, 2009
MY BAG!

Last Thursday, whilst i boarded the train @ Raffles Place, there was an Indian couple sitting beside me.

I fell asleep on the way back home and woke up when i reach Chinese Garden, i looked up and saw the Indian guy, covering his face with his PSP and was trying hard not to laugh.. I turn to look at the Indian girl on my left, and she gave me an innocent blur look..

I wonder, wat happen?

Did i drool in my sleep?
*Frantically looking for signs of saliva on my clothes* DON'T HAVE LEH...
Did i sleep walk?
Did i get snapped and posted on STOMP?
Did i talk in my sleep?
OH NO.. Im gonna be so embarrassed if any of these happened!

I went home, with alot of questions running thru my mind... finally 2 days later, i found out wat happened!


My NARAYA BAG's ribbon is stolen.. -_-'''

Who so cheapo no money to buy ribbon n must steal mine, while I'm sleeping?! damn it man..

WHOEVER WHO STOLE MY RIBBON, BE IT KIDS OR THE INDIAN COUPLE, I HOPE YOU GET HFMD!!!!!!


~ { 9:11 AM }
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