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Sunday, January 11, 2004

 

... got another haircut again. ssm probably would have killed me if i didnt. the last of the events at stagmont have passed, including the cpc, during which i sneaked by dinner by acting blur, saved a load of explaining there. so that was it, all the action at stagmont gone, except reeling in lines. many many packs too. we had our first taste of rehearsals on saturday, phew, quite scary. i really wonder how we'll survive this week. die liao lor. my forearm and knee still aching from the bruises sustained from slapping the rifle. pain.

juncai offered me a ticket for the budak show come friday, great, apparently xl is going too, with some of her friends. dun mind catching up with her, see how's she doing, but acpc isnt going to end very early, and taking into account the ride back to stagmont and then booking out from there... i really doubt i'll make it in time to hear anyone perform, though i probably can catch my friends and chat a little. (mingze buaya-ing? might just see him there too)

heh.

Zhengyu wrote at 6:29 PM.

  



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