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Hello Earthlings!

Sunshine. Tanning. Good friends. Fun times. Bad times. Chill outs.
Picnics. Singing. Dancing. Laughing. Crying. Unglams.
Island getaways. New experiences. Many more..


This is my story. Enjoy. (:

Saturday, September 08, 2007

I AM FREAKING BORED.
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Oh yeahs, i envy those people who can go out shopping with their parents.
Because for me, its like an impossible thing to do.
.___.
Its hard can, considering my r/s with my mum and all.
Ahhhh, whatever.
She is so submerged in her semi-holy world right now.
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Bais.

Tell me to stop. 8:57 AM