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Saturday, April 09, 2005


... it a birthday present for my dear dad. yup, and i'm almost halfway through it. my eyes wanna pop out le, too long didn't do puzzle. it's a scenery of paris wor, lots of clouds which is a very big headache, all same colour have to try every piece :(. but it my first time giving my dad such a present for so many years. cuz i've been and he is also been away too long from each other wor. only able to give phone calls and send cards. that why this year must be special, hehe. gonna frame it up before giving him.
kept on hinting my aunt very obviously that she share with my present. either she really blur to take the signs or doing it on purpose :(. people really no pocket money that why had to mah... still have to buy my stilettos for dancing. haiz, it really not enough sometimes.



my angel-*
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