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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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Sunday, April 11, 2010
hahghdfsroin

nvr go church today.
mad tired. dad wanted me to go.
but i love home clothes more.
HAH.
i closed my room door. they bo bian.
:P
sian, but nid wash dish.
madcrap. i hate that
but i can slack like mad at home.
:o
haizz.
yesterday night, church.
shagged off.
=.=
damn tired.
dad wanted me to go church to help out.
when i was mad sleepy and tired and scolded me for being "lazy" and " cannot stand up to challenges"
WHATTHEHELL LAH.
KNNBCCB.
this is called, pampering yourself with ample sleep.
not cannot stand up to challenges.
and, i slept late on friday night and woke up early yesterday morning for MATH tuition.
MATH. most of my energy gone by then.
i really dunno why my brothers so pro at math while im the ultimate loser at it.
okay lah, i lose them at math,
but, i oso lose in class.
mathematician nono.
haizz.
i so loser in secondary school sia.
>:(
but, so what?
=.=
today gonna study lah.
otherwise next yr cant go out.
not even for awhile, according to my father.
he is expecting me to be the next albert einstein.
perfect and clever in any and everything.
KNNBCCB.
i not that genius lah.
haizz. off to play. byees !