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bones sinking like stones.

all of us are done for

BBB.

on monday, i'll be the happiest Broke Brown Bloke around. well, i should be. that is, unless the bookings for the tickets to bangkok ends at 12am monday and not 12 midnight monday.

everything's set. reach bangkok at 5. by 8 we'll be at the night markets. we'll sleep in early for chatuchak the next day. we'll end at khao san road and try to find halal food(i should be).
the next day.. MBK maybe. then at night we'll take a bus down to phuket. enjoy the rough seas and brave the strong winds, laze around and absorb the moment.. stay for another day and head back to bangkok. sleep in late and wake up early for morning plane.

my legs are shaking. oooohhh. this is soooo exciting!!! but. i have a test on monday. fucktwit.

i sold my t610 today. one shop said 30 after checking for soooo long. mother fucker should have just said 30$ at first la. and the other monkey at the shop was listening to some techno shitttt on his phone. you know, those loudspeaker phones. think he's so cool la. he'd look the part in a pink shit rather than the white shirt he was wearing. and when i walked back, the monkey was doing some para para shit. omg.. he's like 20 over and he's still doing the para para? that was in when i was in primary 5 ok. and he thinks denise keller would melt at the sight of him. monkey.

i sold the phone to a nice beng who said $50 the moment he saw the phone, and gave me $50 after checking the phone. a man of his word. i like him. i'll sell the 7250 to him also tmr then.

why is it always the bengs who are dealing with the buy/sell phone business?
it's like the new karang guni of the 21st century.

i need to go around checking the exchange rates for the baht and get them while they're hott.

hottt.
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