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    Tuesday, January 15, 2008

    It amazes me how incredibly no face my sister can be. I mean for me, simply just asking a friend who well, lets say.. I'm not exactly VERY close with to buy me something from town, makes me feel pretty guilty and kinda bad. While that bugger, she has the guts to actually ask a family friend (my mom's friend's son who apparently went to Japan recently) to get her some Japanese chocolate and chewing gum. I mean like.. WHAT THE FUCK! You can friggin ask daddy for those crap! And I swear... I swear I saw that exact same chocolate being sold in Singapore! Though it was a little pricey, it's way better to get it here then to ask someone whom we have pretty much lost 99.9% contact with to buy something all the way back from Japan for you. No wait scratch the pricey part I saw it in DAISO! 2 friggin dollars for a bloody chocolate? My god, luckily I wasn't the one who had to collect the 'goods'. I wouldn't know where to hide my face. But I pity my mom though.. She had to collect the 'goods' from her colleague (she used to be my mom's friend until I guess some conflict occurred) without even knowing my sister had contacted her son for those rubbish.

    no face, no face, no face bugger!

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