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running through dreams♥
lover.

felicity.

hearts talking.




Tuesday, April 21, 2009

sleepless mondays.
superman ):

school.
rained in the morning.
yes! no assembly.
5/1, 5/2, 5/3.
called to ava room.
principle and vice principle.
what did we do this time?
turns out,
friday, injection.
cause we might have Tuberculosis.
FREAKS.
hate.injections.
what more, the results.
after recess,
my dear quek,
wanted to close the door,
to lock me out of class.
dint know i wasn't looking.
guess what.
i walked right into the edge.
hit it and fell backwards.
F! teared.
blue-black on my right cheek.
hurts like a bitch.
free cone day.
awesome stuff.
2 cones and its enough.
chocolate fudge & vanilla.
when i got my second,
someone tapped my shoulder.
turns.
took me a second to realise who it was.
when i did,
*OMFG.WTF.WHY.HIM.
gave an awkward smile.
F.
lost.
walked away.
messaged pig right away.
told me to talk to him.
he's crazy.
he's the last person i wanna talk to.
sigh.


kimberly C♥ 4:00 PM