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Thursday, May 7, 2009 ; 3:07 PM {?}

it has been 123743867536532654326 minutes since i've drop by post. itchy me wants to say.
: "hello to my readers."


school has begun since last week. been trying to adapt. the feeling being in this class is so weird. im just used to my year1 classmates. somehow its not so girls-school-like. this time round, im like submerged in st nicholas, st margerets, st anthony, st bla bla bla. how i wish i was in st gabriels, st andrews, bla bla bla.

i miss my friends and lifestyle alot. currently, my life revoloves around those BC peeps in my class. i must say i am lucky to have them. or else, i'd have to talk to my myself during lessons. do stupid things to entertain myself. go to the toilet frequently to talk to my reflection in the mirro, or even the toilet bowl.

everyday i see girls streaming in and outta my class. they are babes who dress up. while im a plain jane who wears nothing but t-shirt+shorts. one day i shall experiment with wearing my pyjamas to school. it must be very cool then. all eyes on me. -siao-

in few hours time, i got to go back to school for an hour worth of lesson. back home for 5 hours, and off to school in an hours time. and im returning in an hours time again. this is basic maths ok. please revise your e-maths if you dont understand what im trying to say. cause if you dont, that means my english fail.


i miss this person like, everyday? how i wish i can see you. what ever i do, im bound to be reminded of you. oh well... bad sign bad sign...

There's just too much to forqet.








940:D
Me,Myself &! I.
IF THAT'S OKAY WITH YOU </3



10/04/1990
I study in NYP-sbm
no liars ! :D

Calendar
Rewind dhe time.

they are L.o.v.e.d
you are my everythinq
{?}family :]
{?}friends.esp close friends :]
{?}my rabbitta
{?}my pillow
{?}my bed
{?}my carebear
{?}my hotpants
{?}shane ward :]
{?}hey gals
{?}hei ren
{?}ice cream
{?}apple tea
{?}cream crackers with milo
{?}spongebob/patrick
{?}first aid
{?}badminton-taufik hidayat/lin dan
{?}volleyball
{?}basketball-And1 hotsauce/professor
{?}surprises
:]


Crappyy
Please dun stop dhe crappy
.

Dhe sweet escapes
Fly"d away love

Thanks
Desiqner
Designer : ----?Fyn :D
Basecode : xFISH
----xDEAD
Others : x o x o

Music
Let Me Hear Your Voice
# if that's ok with you " Shane Ward