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jamie. that's my name

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she's not a zealous teenybopper but... a girl yearning for love. she also believes... "Where there's great love there're always miracles."

[ her dearie frenxie ]
` Jasm iine \\ // Laii yan `
` cynthiia \\ // haZariiah `
` james \\ // xiin ren `
` andrew \\ // eLiiZabeth `
` xiiu ru \\ // jun quan `
` n iicholas \\ // kok teng `
` suha iiLa \\ // debb iie `
` Lay y iian \\ // zakk iiyak `
` dom iin iic \\ // L iiL iian `
` ha nnah \\ // wa Lter `
` mary \\ // me Liissa `
` miin yee \\ // sii jiie`
` bert ram \\ // han nah`

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    Saturday, December 24, 2005

    our FIRST x'mas eve '05

    Thinking about Christmas is here when the clock strikes 12.
    It isnt a happy event actually.
    It feels like any other day in town,
    only that the town will be flooded with human beings.

    Before that day actually comes, people head down to town
    for (what they call that?) the christmas eve celebration.
    I was there to spend my first x'mas eve with
    my ever-so-sweet darling ALFRED! (not exactly ever-so-sweet)
    Nevertheless, I'm glad I get to see him during the weekend.
    We haven't seen each other for some time.

    MISS HIM TO THE MAX.

    I met Sandra outside Takashimaya. You know one of the
    illegal hawking "team player". They do it for fun and
    big bucks. Not exactly, but somewhere there.
    Can I tell? okok. MOMO also one of them.
    That's the reason why I was there.

    Alright. At one point, when stitchie head held my hand,
    I felt that he wasn't there. All these days of excitement
    just to take a look at him, feel his love,
    it turned out to be empty. Was I over reacting?

    Few hours later, I left him and went shopping alone.
    I regretted wearing mini skirts and I witnessed
    girls being attacked with sprays. They were molested!
    I feel sorry for them but nothing I can do.
    For as long, I wasn't the victim or esle
    those foreign workers will get it from me.

    I'm NO PUSHOVER!

    BUT there's one HUNK held my hand.
    *yucks. so what he's a hunk.
    I only care about stitchie head HOLDING my hands,
    NOT HIS. *disgusting.

    *Sigh* Walking through the crowds, met my good old UNITIANs.
    still alive & looking good for the event. Clubbing? Maybe.

    At the end of the day, it wasn't so bad...
    WHEN STITCHIE HEAD said he's worried for me.
    He saw girls being... blah blah... and he's WORRIED for me.

    Im overwhelmed!!! Gosh* Love him to bits.

    jamie was bouncin' @ 11:23 PM

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