
The heart-shaped egg so cute.

I chose the cake (nyahahaha all thanks to me). Was in Tesco since 9am, reading Bernhard Shlink's 'The Reader' (repetition of the word read? Lol).
The time change from 7.15pm to 7.15am, then to 3pm and finally to 11am, was tedious. And I didn't want that!!
Was thinking of PeiWen's welfare. She bought the night bus ticket to KL just for Mr. Sean! No, it's not outrageous. It is only natural (it's Mr. Sean we're talking about).

As shown from the fact that we (PeiWen, Cindy the pro, Jason Yip and I) were engrossed when playing with sticks (Sheng said it sounded wrong and Terence reprimanded me for thinking too much). Oh, Sheng said he and the teddy bear were doing blow jobs by blowing the sticks apart.
Lamers.
Running from Tesco to Minda Ceria was so comfortable. No, seriously. Better than running in 4-inch stilettos, can die punye...

When Sir cut the cake, we noticed how the yellow skin stuck itself on the plastic knife and... elongated like mozzarella cheese.
Terence said the cake aged, so it has to shed its skin (he thinks it's a snake). He commented on how ugly it looked, Sir said do not judge a book by its cover. We started eating and Mr. Lame wouldn't stop eating.
Ok my attempt at writing a decent blog entry in the Queen's English obviously failed. Thing was, Sir mentioned about seeing his picture in my blog.
O_O
"SIR HOW COME YOU KNOW ABOUT MY BLOG?!?!"
Sir frowned, "Aiya I'm not a dinosaur la~"
Gosh. I feel like my English is being scrutinised.
P/S:
Happy blessed, sexy, wonderful, lovely, beautiful, ethereal, funky, monkey prosperous, unforgettable birthday to Mr. Sean.
7-11 is a date that is difficult to forget,
It is more difficult to forget you,
We're blessed to have a teacher like you.
7-11 is a date that is difficult to forget,
It is more difficult to forget you,
We're blessed to have a teacher like you.
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