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i could be your sweety,you could be my pie :D

oh-gekhan :D

a super uberrrrr childish girl

no doubt,im yours.

hello :D

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Friday, December 08, 2006

@9:57 AM

Torn - Natalie Imbruglia

heh heh.

back to the old song that i use to love (:

i buried my whole face in my pillow.
cried so hard,
that my pillow is soak with tears.
parents, nvr get their facts right.
& start yelling & scolding.
why am i always wrong?
oh well,
parents philosophy.
):

woke up.
2 msges.
one frm junlin :D
& the other frm babeh.
awwwww.
i will support you.
no matter wad ok?
follow your heart (:
& everything will turn out fine.

to babeh;
cheer up^^
things will always turn out fine,
between you & him.

anyway,
im going for s2 meeting ltr.
12.30 at clementi mac =.=
so i'll be outside after 11.
going out in a brown tee & denim skirt :D
do i look forward to tmr's theory phrase?
will ___ be there?
oh well,
so much thoughts in my mind.

sometimes, a rose will do. :D