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running through dreams♥
lover.

felicity.

hearts talking.




Tuesday, March 31, 2009

my neck hurts.
i cant turn right.
dammit.
i slept with the windows opened last night.
cant be bothered with the banglas.
school sucked.
dad wants to kill me.
dropped me off in the middle of the road
opposite my school
when it was green light
there were two buses moving beside the car
and he expected me to run
i'm like, HOW TO CROSS?!
and he said, can la
so i said F and slammed the door
what a good way to start school
first lesson scolding from monster
for not signing my stupid form
and anisa dint come
screwed chinese oral
tomorrow 5 items PFT
FML.



my cousin, her husband and their kid.


kimberly C♥ 2:37 PM