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Punk'd
written on Wednesday, May 2, 2007 @ 9:24 AM ✈

I was on Yahoo messenger today when one of my friends from a forum came over to say hi. They were asking about the layout I made on Anna-Popplewell.Net

So the credit on the site was
Graphics: Kheng Wee

then she said that the layout was made by her friend. I was quite frustrated as I made that layout. So she said that her friend's name was Kheng Wee. I was positive that no one had the same name as me on this earth. Then she kept saying I was a liar and such. I was shocked as she usually is nice. She even threatened to tell others. And she started a conference chat. Then she told another person about me acknowledging other people's work We kept arguing and then finally she revealed that she was tricking me.

Luckily I didn't really blow my top or anything, if not I would be totally embarrassed. Thanks to the fact that Kheng Wee is a rare name

Another weird thing, I was late by about 10 minutes for a project meeting. I went to Ang Mo Kio MRT Station and my classmates weren't there, so I SMSed them. They didn't reply or such so I waited for about 15 minutes plus before going home. When I was in the train, then they SMS say they going to MRT to fetch me to Si Lei's house. I was like "ah??" In the end, we had online project discussion, just me and them.

What a dumb and odd day!

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