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Another day
I think I wanna change into another blogskin again...this blog looks too cute for mi. brrr...haha! The music's too loud and ya la...bla bla bla...
I'm into 2 songs lately. Polar Express's 'When Christmas comes to town' and Andrea Bolleci's+Sarah Brightman's 'Con te Partiro'-Time to say goodbye. Dun mind the lyrics la...I'm in love with the melody, the background music...and the tone quality...superb.
Ytd was quite...i dunno...erm...i can't find the word...ok. erm. just weird. Usually, boi will call mi daily...then i got so tired as i was reading Cleo till i feel asleep on my bro's bed as there were strangers painting in my hse. I woke up at 10+pm, which was the usual time tt boi will call mi. I somehow had the feeling tt he won't call tt night, and bingo! I'm so right. haha...think he's working well with his 'wife', and all those runnings...tire him out easily. poor boi...
I got aches too from all those running...and incline...and jumps...shoots. it's screen test next wk...but there's hw! tons of them for this weekend...and i still feel like lazing ard. haha! my weekend's gonna be taken away from band prac, gp project, piano and hw! weee! Have to call 'thousands' of clarinetists now...
boi: come back quickly...i miss u...clear ur own mails next time. i dun wan to 'see' michelle...haha...see for it urself...every sec passing by, 7 more days. I'm waiting...
posted @ 10:09 AM
Phew. Sure is going to be tough.
FIRST UP...
THE BADS:
Im hot-headed. Very easily hot-tempered. BAD BAD BAD.
Im as stubborn as a mule.
I dislike tummy. u know? fats? tummy? ugh.
I particularly moan and groan and roar and scream at ppl who lie to me.
I got a weak heart.
I think i got high blood pressure. Did I mention I get stressed up over the slightest stuff?
OH OH OH. I procrastinate ppl who don't respect me. U really need to take a good look at yourself.
My eyes can pop out. BEWARE.
I think I love bitching.
I eat irregularly. Tat explains me not growing up.
Oh yes. One more. I wake up when the sun sets. COOL HOR.
NOW FOR THE GOODS! YIPPEE!
hmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I love socialising. alot alot!
I want to become a model of my own world. YAYA. DREAM ON.
I love those who love me. Embrace, cherish and all nicey stuff! *HUGSSSS*
Ah. Yes. I love colouring my toe nails, buying chunky earrings & being pretty though i dun think im worth it.
I LOVE PARADOXES OF LIFE. I LURVE, LURRRVEEEE, LURRRRRRRVVVVEEEEEEEE THEM.
FOR GDNESS SAKE, DUN CLASSIFY ME AS 'CY LOVES TO BE A PRINCESS!' YUCKS. MY TERM: RAGDOLL. ugly and tattered. damn cool.
I can go on forever. I'll just stop here. Know more bout me thru my entries! *wriggles my nose*
HUG-O-METER TIME!
*HUGS* TOTAL!
give flycian more *HUGS*
Get hugs of your own
YOU'RE LOVED! teeheehee. =P
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don't take things for granted
live life happily and in bliss
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