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muhd shah indra
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No backstage, no dance.

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(c)nittaya ,
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exquisite,

was i too close for comfort? you pushing me out when i wanted in.
Saturday, April 25, 2009

go figure what this^ picture is all about. bye

soccer training was cancel due to absentees, we played street soccer instead. finished at 1030am, i went home, bath and get ready and meet mum at sembawang. saw my badminton juniors doing flag day, they kept asking me to donate. so i did! hahaha!
visited my aunt's new house at sembawang, after that went back home and off to woodlands library to search for recipes. the sad part is i manage to find only one recipes):

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With love, indra @ 8:58 PM