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Grant ME these.

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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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
when my brain's ticking like a bomb
CLICK HERE TO STITCH ME A RIBBON.

Surprisingly, this 3 days of school went better than i thought...
I'm comfortable with my peers in school now,
in fact i'm ok with MOST of them in my click and made a few more friends. :)
there! I knew i'd get better.
was quite stunned to know that my cousin vivian do visit my blog.. hee..
HELLO VIVIAN! I KNOW YOU'RE READING..

It annoys me to the max when i'm feeling moody enough
and having "kind people" around taking chance to make me feel lousier.

and my bloody phone. the keypad needs to be screwed.
i kept dialing the wrong number,
ended up calling the wrong person
and texting to the wrong recipents.

sweet bitter words
unlike nothing i have heard
sing along, mockbird
you dont affect me.