"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."

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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: 6:49 PM
date: Wednesday, May 16, 2007
C5s for both languages. Silly me, I thought I actually did well. :( Playing Brianstorm as loud as it can go, not caring if the people below (they suck) write a letter abt the noise again, stare at the notebook of post-its, channeling anger. Oh yes Shah, I am going t blog abt it. Here it is. I am REALLY sorry Pek for sending THE sms t your you-know-who. Slap me a hundered times or sth, and I can write another friendship note t you if you want. :D You arent going t wait that long t say it out right? Fine, maybe, my plan backfired. Chengyee thinks like climbing up the small mount of grass is like climbing a mountain (Everest), Carissa feels the pond pathway is a catwalk and Gretchen, well, she's still a loser who likes stuffed animal porn. :D And sexual edu during free period in P.Lit ("Alright Kids, hope you learned your first sexual position of the day". Wtf!) Hazel created a message board on my thigh. Asshole. Bye.

I want t fufill my Materialistic Wants May-June 2007.
Forget Non-Materialistic, because the first on the list, is you.