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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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Friday, March 26, 2010
campcampcamp

CAMPCAMPCAMP !

MADMADMAD FUNN!

listening to replay nows. (:

damn niceeeee !

anws, day by day bahs...



WEDNESDAY:

schooled,

went to the ghost park, LABRADOR park.

=.= i dont care about that one lahs, anws...

we went to our bunks..

6 people from 2E,

me, clarice, chloe, hanxin,licy and elizabeth,

were to go to another bunk.

so we were like, okay lor.

den, got no more beds. so we went to 2e's bunk, 18.

cally was crying outside.

yes, cried. like a baby.

den, the story came out.

[in italics]

cally was supposed to partner ariel, and sleep with her.

but ariel partnered ashely instead.

so, cally CRIED. COS OF THAT.

[back to normal]

THAT. the stupid story.

so the female coach, prema/storm,

she talked to us.

telling us that cally emotionally unstable.

just ignore her outbursts.

and accept her.

hell.

so i was like: oh... okays. (:

den, played the spider thinggy and crab thing.

rockclimbing.

nth much.

no strength for rockclimbing.

gave up halfway.

i meant, cant hold on. i slipped.

dens, eat time. =.=

gossiped like madness.

dens, some stuff happened and day 1 ended.



THURSDAY:

mad day.

very tired.

did flying fox. mad scary.

but fun ttm.

cant do the high elements cos im the rope manager or something. =.= sians.

den, the other part of 2e came.

and played.

we rested lor.

den, eat !!!

<3

did some stuff.

campfire sucked.

just like that.

the teachers changed.

into something very good.

sucking up in frnt of the parents.

someone cried... again

day2 ended.



FRIDAY:

blahblah.

nothing much lah,

got grp photo. 2e got 3rd.

ARGH ! :'(

went home, and used com.

i gtg. bbyes. (: cyaaaaas