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Y Sunday, March 18, 2007.

sweet smacks on my cheeks;

ok. this is the 3rd post of the day.
i'm freaking moodless now.
oh wadever. *pouts*
there aint any nice show to see now.
and i went out to buy chocs,
hoping it can cheer me up.
and sadly, i cant find the choc i want x(
and i wanted to buy something for qingai toos.
i wna buy hur chocs, but cant find the one i want to get hur.
she's bought me nail polish.
tats something nice (:
blahs blahs blahs.
i haven touch a bit of my hols homework.
good job elleen (:
will you miss me when i'm away?

who do you tink you are.
you're nth but a bytch alrights.
i dont even know whye you just hate me so badly.
u dint tell me whr i went wrong.
and you just go around smearing my name?!?!
wads the fuckin problem with you.
so you think you're very good isit?
in fact you're NOT.
your attiude just simply sucks.
i dont give it a damn.
seriously, i dont.
it's just irritating whye some bytch can get so childish.
grow up lah slut.






i love you since the day we met.
8:49 PM