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If only,
I can tell you the truth.
Knowing that you can't be mine,
But times love can be blind.

gone, forever.
Friday, 22 January 2010 10:44 pm

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hellomellotellobello! Alright, I've been busy with homework every night and had been doing revision on weaker subjects. Oh, speaking of which, HELL I'M EXHAUSTED! Who's not, man! The feeling just worsen everyday! I studied real hard for my SocialStudies test, then I came to know that I did not have enough time to finish up the paper! GOD! Help me, big time. Please!

This few days, clique and I have been going home early. Improving huh? :D Oh yes, we had a briefing on Nlevel thingy thing thing. Which really made a huge impact on me. It made me cry hard that night. I feel petrified. Worried. Nervous. Depressed. Sadness.

&, the pictures were snapped by my lovely lappy at my house. Sorry babes, kalau muke korang ade yang macam tidak sepatutnya ditunjuk di public. HAHA. Bukan hari hari dorang dapat tengok. (: And we did snapped more than that, but I'm just too lazy to post everythinggg.

Camp's coming soon! Like about 10 more days. And I made up my mind, yes, I AM going to the camp. But I'm having acrophobiaaaaaa ): I do not want to do the adventure thing at bedok reservoir. Scared uh! With effect of my absence during camp for the past 2 years, my mom kept on asking whether I reallyreallyreallyreallyreally wanna go for the camp. Haha. DK lah.

" Girls are like apples. The best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling and getting hurt. instead, they just got the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren't as good but easy. So the apples at the top think there's something wrong with them when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top." - Pete wentz

Erased.
xoxo


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