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I have been waiting for so long,  
  yet you just kept me w a i t i n g. . .
Monday, October 27, 2008 .

just back from keith's place. had a great stayover. must have been 10+ of us? haha... night full of talking crap, playing table soccer, pissing sandra off, short game of white td, and instant noodles at 230am. was amazing i tell you.

went to bed at like 4, but didnt sleep. squeezed with vic, keith and matt. sew finished his bnet at like 5 and proceeded to squeeze with us being the bitch he is. thing is, timmy went to do the same thing, and pushed poor matt, who was the only one trying to sleep, off the bed. so in the end it was sew(who was pushing me against the wall half the bloody time), vic, keith and myself on keith's queen size bed

the next day, we had macs for breakfast. most of the guys went off after that, and it was only francis, sew and myself left. we spent the whole time until about 4 in keith's room with our laptops, where sew got me hooked onto battle of the bands on facebook

pics will be up soon. as soon as i decide which sharing site to use

shit do i still have to post about ayd?

take me now,
5:46 PM