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It hurts when you could easily forget the memories we shared,
the ones which I remembered even when I didn't want to.
Quotes.
'Missing you isn't the problem, it's wondering if you'll ever come back that's killing me.'

'Sometimes when you sacrifice something special, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing it on. '


♥-/Increased.Heartbeat

!!

ME.



I'm a simple girl living in a complicated world. I'm friendly and purple-struck. I get high at wrong times and I want to stay like that forever.
I don't do drugs, I'm not in any gang. I'm that normal girl who is on Facebook, Twitter and MSN. Fell out of love and lost trust in it. Fahrenheit's sizzling hot and they burn. I see flames shooting out already.


Screams.



Yours Truly,
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Thursday, February 4, 2010
the unbearable one.

today,
was....
okays.
PATCHED UP WITH ANDREA.
so fast
HAHAs.
i love the history projectt!
today...
i forgot what happened.
got damn fucked up with xiling( not that)
and binglin.
and ashely
>:(
the day was okay, did the history project.
lamooo.
dens, got ipw in one of the periods.
ashely complained to mr chen tht.
bitch.
>:( pissed.
but, mr chen,
was like: oh, what is this? "history project" "oh...you shouldnt be doing this" "okay" *we continue doing*
MR CHENN!!! :D THANKS!
den i scolded ashely from my seat to her seat. across the classroom.
i shouted: WALAO EH, FUCK YOU LAH, BITCH, NOT HAPPY TELL ME IN THE FACE LAH, or something like that.
brien tot i talking abt him. tamilyn laughed.
super pissed lah~
den, got co.
walan eh. dulan.
at 1st was okay.
antisocialised.
dens,
had to take the stuff for the hall.
someone hit the thing and i held it/
they fxckingly said tht it was MY fault.
bitch.
den, got dazu.
i wan sit with sheryl.
ended up with xiling sitting there.
SHERYL!!!
aiya, dowan talk abt it.
very tired.
i hate co. i hate mayflower.
but i like my instru.
and today,
what some of the sl(s) did totally ruined what i thought of them. TOTALLY.
if an sl is like that, i definitely wont be.
>:(
talked to marcus.
HAHA. gave me free tuition.
=.=
i sucked.
at 1st, he didnt gett it.
i was so so so so happy.
den he was like: oh, i got it.
=.=
the answer was really really easy.
>: dangggit!
arghh!
i hate math!
hehe, tuitions. at home summore. :D
YAY!
i just wanna talk to you one more time