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Handle Bar's juicy pork chop.
soy beancurd.

2012.
 to celebrate x'mas.
to celebrate 01/01/10.
to celebrate 21st.
to celebrate CNY.
for PRCP to be over

<3
pearls and baby pink.
meeting fireflies.
White with gold plated watch.
 Fisherman bag.
zara leather jacket.
ferenheitsummer.parfum.
heels to kill.

for the month of DEC.
5- Desaru.
 21- celebrate x'mas @ AUNT's.

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Monday, May 01, 2006
my confession
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dear, sorry, i'm feeling so unhappy. i donno why. perhaps i cant really accept it when u have something else as ur main priority. i can understand u. no matter under wad circumstances, studies will always come first. i would wan u to do the same to me too. however... i'm sorry... but to feel upset.
i guess there's more than just this running in my head. my own problems. itz not abt u, dear. itz myself.

lost in my own imagination for tonight. . . . .



well. . . itz time for me to sleep. . . . .
goodnight. . . . .