I hope t die in the earthquake.

mindy, i will miss you ):

NO, SHE'S NOT GONNA DIE. haha. just that it's her last day of work today which makes me feel very super duper sad. no one's gonna be my listener. cant complain to her bout _ anymore. LOL.

though we're not that close, im thankful enough t have you as a friend. thanks t friendster. teeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. if werent for her, i wont even be working now. if that's the case, ive t thanks jasmine as well. or jennifer and so onnn. lol

min min uh, dont forget me when u get into poly HOR. and its a must t go out with me after i come back OKIE? i really missss the two months we've been working tgt man. all the bitch-ing. haha. so ma de fun.

YA I KNOW NOT AS IF WE WONT BE SEEING EACH OTHER. I JUST MISS HER LA. wah lao. no one open the biscuit tin for me alr. ): miss you min min! all the best to you in everything in the future k? loves-

failure.

happy annivasary baby.

the day at sentosa with the girls.
something's wrong with my blog. work tmr. auh. later!

wow, everything turn out t be soooooo sweet for me. my eyes are swollen. :D i prayed this time hoping it would turn out nice t me cos i thought it wasnt a "results" so ya. i'll nvr pray again.

this is the FUCKING SECOND TIME im crying to baby. yeah, when dad got back saying i couldnt get in and yes it was expected. you know everyone was telling me it'll be fine. i TRIED t have confident this time after millie got her letter. ohwell. baby sat by my side trying t tell me everything's gonna be fine and that was really enough. There's always him t be there for me when i really need someone. i wonder how it'll be without him. thanks baby. (:

life has never been fair. ive nowhere t go now. prob be retaking. i worked for the sake of the sch fee cos i thought dad might not be able t pay everything for me. but hell. private? i dont think so.im not a study material.

im so not looking forward t work neither t go overseas anymore. i just wanna prove esp my mum wrong cos she always think that i cant draw. ALWAYS.she always mention to ppl that. okay, maybe i really cant. BUT for now, i couldnt. i can only blame myself. it made me feel so hopeless and i think its not fair. im not dancing anymore cos ive no idea whats wrong with my crew . everything's just shattered into pieces of shit.. just like that. its like everyone's gonna starts school and .. ARGH. FUCK. fuck the world.


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now mum is blaming me for not following her in the morning. why is she so not understanding? what the hell's wrong. FORGET IT.