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24 August 2008
After the last paper, headed down to city to meet Val, JX and Jeffery for firework. Dinner came late, and rush like hell from Suntec to Marina. Yeah~ the same amazing firework. Hahaha. And headed down to T3 to chillax. Saw two long lost dearest there. What a place to spot them. I love chillax sessions. And I think Im mad, friday is my last paper and I started work on the Sat. Run out of cash, no choice. And work is pretty bored like hell, but thankgod Val was there. Workplace seems to be more and more cold. Entries became more and more worddy.