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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 7:18 PM
date: Wednesday, October 25, 2006
durgga ; haha certainly a lovable day indeed. :D these sort of days keep me sane, i swear. started out with old murderer game, haha but people kept revealing and peeping at each other cards. got this one point where everyone was the murderer and only one victim and detective. cool, yes? and i admit, i blink not wink. :D then arts conservertory, prac-ed and prac-ed. haha super fun lahz, the atmosphere was like soooooo nice. :D ass, i got raped. as in seriously raped, three out my five buttons were unbuttoned okay! :/ and i was not wearing shorts some more, i screamed my insides out. haha other people also, toopid diana lah kept trying t kiss people by pretending t want t tell them abt the joke. tasneem and her ah, seriously something bloody wrong with their screws. i got molested how many times in the dark when we offed the lights t sleep forawhile by those two. let a sleeping person sleep can not! haha and hayyu is the bung prostitute, :D yadayada, then *&^&*%^%$ deeparaya concert arrived, a few gut wrenching moments and stressed practices and we went back stage t watch the rest. haha, 2g3 looked so nice! (sexy seh, some people) haha we were the ones screaming in an exaggerated way and making sacarstic noises and comments. we saw failure slut, god. she even failed t be a slut, pathetic. then our turn, haha loadz of support from our lovely nice classmates (i love i love t the bottom of my heart). mistakes here and there, but still better than our pracs, serious. :D went back t the nice memorable fujitsu studio thing. thanks fujitsu for building a room so memorable. :D slacked, slept, and ate. later when bukit merah, and i treated shah t bubble tea (yes, so unbelievable but last year as classmate mah. shah better be happy.) tom is last day together for 2g3. (okay i teared when i saw class dance, i couldnt help it)