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Joyce:  i wish i were seven-years-old again, what fuN
Friend: why?
Joyce:  cos you don’t have to worry about anything! life would be all about playing and running around…
*Joyce pauses and thinks*
Joyce:  eh wait. dowan la. they don’t let seven-year-olds drink…

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It’s simply amazing to read back on what i wrote last night when i was erm on alcohol. *change topic* here are some pics from dinner at Gen’s place! I had such a great time… i would put it down to the type of happiness that comes with the words ‘christmas’, ‘cosy’ and ‘love’. i know i know… i sound so corny and happy but i can’t help it. The company, the food and the atmosphere was truly amazing.

Directly below are Big Ben and Little Mary, two among my favourite people in the whole world. i could write lots on them, but let’s leave that for another day when nothing is happening to Joyce. Next to them is moi with a group of friends i had tequila shots with  *wooo*

And… here are the pics of Mary, Gen and moi after the BT event. i was actually laughing out loud in front of my pc when i saw this pic (bottom row, middle).

As this is my Wednesday night, i can’t wait for the weekend… *draws in breath in happiness*