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Saturday, December 08, 2007
jerine♥, 9:28 PM

one butter chicken!

newsflash: I'M GOING TO INDIA.
no kidding.
surprising is it not? first laos and now india. what the hell is wrong with jerine?
how about everything? i'm actually amazed at myself. 1 year ago i would never have volunteered to do community work, let alone go all the way to laos to do it.
and a year ago, europe was the place to conquer on my to-go list.
it's funny how people change huh?

those who knew me in secondary school, namely the 8s and the hand full who were close to me, are shocked at the person i'm coming to be.
wide eye wonder.
i was miss prim and proper. a perfectionist.
i didn't fancy kids, never liked getting dirty, i would never have associated myself with the typical ah lians and chinky people, well, yeah. and basically, in life everything had to be perfect.
or near perfection.

maybe i'm finally growing up.
maybe.
god knows...

and anyways...going to india definitely wasn't my idea.
the father thought it was time for a change since i've been going to expensive places for the past few years.
oh well...at least it's northern india and not southern.
how knows? maybe i'll snag some a-list hottie from bollywood.
or maybe just bring val the northern indian pilot she's pining for.

been hanging out with the girlies for the past few days.
val just came back from japan and now she's off to vietnam.
and when she comes back, tree will be back to. and i'm leaving.
greatness.



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