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Call me nikki or ella, both are fine with me. I'm a proud filipina living in Singapore. EIGHTEEN. I talk coffee, music, photography and art. LOVE ME FOR IT.

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Thursday, July 9, 2009
Very wordy. Wordy, indeed.

I have an a-m-a-z-i-n-g story to tell. LISTEN TO MEEEEEEEEEEE, OI.

So around 9pm, I head back home from meeting friends in Woodlands. When I got out of Yishun MRT, this person accidentally dropped his/her wallet infront of me. I didn't see wh
o the person was. All I heard was the loud thump of the chunky wallet falling down. So I picked it up and searched for the person who dropped it. Weird, but no one looked at me. -.-

Saw this dude a few metres away walking fucken fast, so I thought maybe i
n his rush he was the one who dropped it. I HAD TO CHASE HIM LIKE I WAS SOME SORT OF A PSYCHO STALKER, CB. In the end, he wasn't the owner. Pfft. He suggested on giving it to the passenger service. In other words, I had to go ALL THE WAY BACK to the MRT. Had to run too, cos I was hoping that the wallet-less person is still there.

Queued up at the passenger service. Mind you, the queue was long. Tss. When I finally reached the emo-red-and-black-uniform lady, this woman behind me suddenly freestyle/butterfly/dolphin/backstroke/whatever-swimming-manouver to me and told me that it was hers. WTH, COULD HAVE TOLD ME EARLIER??! So she thanked me, blahblahblah about her wallet being lost for 15mins, and went home.

Do you know what was inside the wallet? Yes, I peeped. Hehehe.
2856275 folds of $50, 4567898765 folds of $10, and about 2 credit cards.

AREN'T YOU PROUD
OF HUMBLE OL' ELLA? :D


Eh eh eh. Let me show you the Trexi toy I designed this morning during FDS. Huahuahua.

Cute or what? HAHAHA. I like the hair behind. Mcm KUNG FU. Hahaha. Kay, I'm lame. -.-
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