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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: 11:14 AM
date: Sunday, May 20, 2007
Combined Training with St Margs is over! :( I'll definitely miss them! It was quite unexpectedly done here and there, and I made my own hopscotch (even though Haslinda's one was like way nicer). Extra-ed with Sankari for footdrill and I am sorry Ah Pek for that footdrill thing. I shall write you another friendship note. :D So other than that, life is a typical living hell. But I made a mistake of watching this horror Bollywood movie yesterday, and its fucking scary. Me and Brother were so freaked, beyond freaked. Then this weird cut thing (I think I scratched myself somewhere) appeared on my hand, and I psycho-ed myself t believe that I'd soon erupt in cuts and die. I woke up 4 in the morning, with pain, but it was because of the stupid mosquitoes who somehow managed t brave the air con and enter my room.

Okay maybe, I'm dramatic like Shah, Subha & Sankari (Omg 3 Ss!) said my Dad and Mum were yesterday when I told them my post exam results trauma. Maybe.

I love you. Bye.