And, I need you.
Monday, March 24, 2008/10:32 PM
Right now, I am merely staring into my computer screen, glancing at my open literature textbook laying in front of me. God. I hate literature projects. I see no purpose in doing them. Oh well. What needs to be done, needs to be done. I hope you all like my new blog skin:)
While it is still the 24 March of 2008, I would like to sy this.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED ENG LIANG WHO TURNS SIXTEEN TODAY!!!!!!
YOU ARE JUST THE SWEETEST BOY!!
HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN!!!!
happy birthday to you....
SO yeah. TOoday, I walked to school with Syafiqah. And I was telling her the entire plot of SWeeney Todd (which she does not know. sheesh.). it is really fun reliving the entire movie. I love it. I love the story. I love the barber. I love Johnny Depp.
TOday, me and the girls in Hulabagi were having this great laugh about rubber-band-shaped moustaches and fringes that I had stomach cramps soon after. Can I just say this? I LOVE MY HULABAGI BABES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There is absolutely no time to even blink these days. My eyes are always half-open and it sucks to yawn all the time. Please do not pressurise me to update my bloggay...
Okay. I must sleep now before my forehead slams on the keyboard and I start typing random letters and numbers and numericals.
fhadouhr93057jdslkvjdskl//*v+affaffd.
While it is still the 24 March of 2008, I would like to sy this.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED ENG LIANG WHO TURNS SIXTEEN TODAY!!!!!!
YOU ARE JUST THE SWEETEST BOY!!
HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN!!!!
happy birthday to you....
SO yeah. TOoday, I walked to school with Syafiqah. And I was telling her the entire plot of SWeeney Todd (which she does not know. sheesh.). it is really fun reliving the entire movie. I love it. I love the story. I love the barber. I love Johnny Depp.
TOday, me and the girls in Hulabagi were having this great laugh about rubber-band-shaped moustaches and fringes that I had stomach cramps soon after. Can I just say this? I LOVE MY HULABAGI BABES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There is absolutely no time to even blink these days. My eyes are always half-open and it sucks to yawn all the time. Please do not pressurise me to update my bloggay...
Okay. I must sleep now before my forehead slams on the keyboard and I start typing random letters and numbers and numericals.
fhadouhr93057jdslkvjdskl//*v+affaffd.
self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities.
I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.
read my lips.
they're watching.
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