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Saturday, September 08, 2007 / 12:48 AM
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You do not know how I feel; exactly
Maybe it's because of my grostque face.

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So Zouk/Phuture was a blast (cliche).
Okay, and I spent most of my time at Zouk instead of Phuture for it was choked, and human traffic was terribly congested.
Drank a lot, well of course, hell fun.
& happy that Priscilia managed t get into th club, wondrous!
I was really feeling exhilarated that night as if seventh-heave, immensely gay I'd say.

Ohwels, got up th next day, a little hangover.
Pictures from that night
I wasn't able t take any picture with th Leongs.



Ha, I did not prepare for that short, candid huh.


Good lord! Look at yourself DanielC, that HOLE which exhibits your chest!



DanielC & Shirley :D

My hair looks like crap here.





Nicole (:
I love her bubbly character, like seriously.


Hazel. Haha, I helped with her eyeliner. I know it's fugly, I'm sorry.

From left t right: Jordus, Daniel, Roger




Guess who I fucking saw that night?
Pamela! I was so shocked, and when she shouted for my name at th bar stand, I was really confused as t who is she kinda thing?
So I was like, 'Omg! yeah yeah!, nice t see you here!'
Then it took me like half a minute t actually realise who she was, please.
Because she said something about Dunearn, so I tried very hard.
Bad photographic memory
Ohwels, my secondary one classmate, then she transfered t StMargs th following year.

Th birthday girl :D Happy 18th!

On a separate note, I feel like a distance away from you, not only you, but also my friends.
Fuck, I wanna blog properly, but I am so carried away by other stuff that's running through my mind.
Ohwels, like when I cried t sleep yesterday, I asked myself why. Apparently, I do not even know th answer myself.
What th hell?

So like today was a bad day, I teared eventually when th night came towards end.
Thankyou Gerri (:








I'm too lazy t blog.
So tell me if that's a dilly type of supper/breakfast for you folks!






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Jordus Lim Bing Jie
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
Diploma in Film, Sound, Video
10 June 1989
jordusbingjie@hotmail.com
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