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Saturday, December 09, 2006 @ 6:24 PM
In Genting.

In Genting - it's hell.
Nothing to do, nothing to see...
And the shops are really really boring.

The only really modern shop here is the Padini Concept Store, which chooses to sell lala-ish clothes and little furry jackets.
And the shoes are all yuck.

The CarloRino boots that I was eyeing last week - gone.
Damn you little shoppers.
And everything ... I mean everything - in Genting is so fake.

Including this dratty cyber cafe.
You bastards, I hope you don't keylog my MapleStory account.
I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T HACKED MY MSN ACCOUNT EITHER, YOU FUCKERS.

Fuck you, 1 hour for RM10.
Like that I can be as rich as like, Paris Hilton?

Fuckers.

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