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Wednesday, April 2, 2008,12:08 AM

After school, we'd laugh at those green boots spotted outside the gate. Its always there, roflolmao! Okay, crap lah dodo.

Huili went to the toilet because she was wearing pampers full of shit, urine and a cockroach eating on the combined mixture. She wanted to dispose it because it smells too good. We decided to eat Lai Lai Kitchen. I couldn't even drink a sip of the soup because Huili was laughing so hard and observing the way I drink the soup. After I finally take that one sip, she laughed even harder and I guess that the aunties were getting irritated. I saw Sholihin and chatted with him for awhile before we spend the rest of our day sitting down at Popular, reading some really disturbing science books, baby books and browsering through the CDs shops.