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BLOG ABOUT WISHLIST CONNECTIONS MESSAGES

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. (:

Thursday, January 24, 2008

The lamest thing James said to me yesterday on the way home:

Me: Why the traffic still jam!
James: Because it dont want butter.

Thanks ah. -.-

Tell me to stop. 12:49 AM