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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, May 2, 2010
imbored

very lazy these few days.
no feeling or mood to study...
i wna cry all of a sudden..
haizz..
very long nvr blog ler.
nothing to write.
URGH.
cant concentrate
have this feeling im gonna blog for freaking long.
uhh... dk what to blog about.
school was boring ttm as usual.
nows, got 3 pple like tam.
:D
or maybe 1 real one only.
(:
dens,
she very mixed.
surprisingly, i told her its okay.
cos i objected to zg and w.
:o
anws,
uhh...
forgot alot liaos.
but rmbed some.
eg.
tues.
had this really failur-ic uhhh........ oral.
english oral.
kenna dao mrs ng. the lit tcher.
haizz..
i suay lor. knnbccb.
scolded by her sia.
what to do? she ass >:(
dens,
vinny and i went home 1st, nvr wait for pple.
at bus stop there, saw qinghao and lucas.
den tell them the freaking mrs ng thing.
qh damn funny.
tam come with yuling.
dens,
they go bishan park.
=.=
den me and vinny went home. nt much.
wed:
got this stuuuuupid talk.
eat with alot of pple.
tam parents come. her mum fly-kiss her.
she sibei paiseh.
dam funny.
bishan parked with yuling, yongling, ashely and andrea.
(; went home. not much.
thu forgot.
friday, rmbed ttm
uhh...
schooled.
emoed early in the morning.
den cheered up abit.
went home and ate cupnoodles. <3>:(
WHATTHEHELL.
KNNBCCB.
told val.
smsed marcus, val and vinny.
:D
and tam i think?
freaking pissed.
whatthehell. im just gonna tell him to stop freaking stalking me.
ASSHOLE.
i dowan to freaking sit beside him lahs.
spams alr make me pissed.
what? spam me ah? show off his touchscreen plus unlimited sms ah?
im so not gonna tell him my new num.
if i get a new one... thats it.. (:
even talking about it makes me pissed.
gonna scream someday.
im seriously pissed.
anws, reached home freaking late, watched lord of the rings, smsed marcus,
he told me he watching iljimae.
=.= again
so.... sunday approached.
i wanted to go.
but overslept.
bo bian, haizz.
lucky lahs, cos i can dun sit beside him. :D
so kenna stalked.
dens,
slacked whole day.
YAY. i tmr studying with tam ! :D kekeke.
ohwell, i got abit ready for church dinner.
freaking jackass.
i wearing a red dress.
so weird. :(
but no keans lah, formal.
val said last year, everyone was formal.
so i dun dare playplay lah.
she meant the youth-lings.
anws,
idk what the freak to do on 22may for that dinner.
im freaking out now.
20 more days.
quite looking forward, but not at the same time.
i gotta go.
whoops.
byebye !

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