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You can call me Leslie.

I'm a Cancerian, '90

I dream and fantasize a lot.

I love photography.

I might just be a celebrity chef one day.

I am an animal lover.

I am health conscious sometimes.

I am not interested in people with no dining etiquette.






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    Saturday, August 9, 2008
    Olympic 2008

    it's the Beijing Olympic today. 08/08/08. oh well, pretty nice numbers over there. anyways, met up with J! went to watch netball. oh gosh.. i cant believe myself sitting there for hrs not knowing anyone and just doesnt fit in at both conversation and attire. all i could do was to just sit there with headphones plucked in and stared blankly. oh and i studied a lil bit of bmic there. no mood to study anyway.

    had fish-head steamboat after at Joyce's aunt's stall. wanted to meet up another J, jasper, but he was tired and gotta go to bed. yea.. was awfully sticky and hate that feeling. throw me onto a wall and i'll prolly just stick there.
    music playing : The Script - We Cry