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running through dreams♥
lover.

felicity.

hearts talking.




Sunday, July 5, 2009

HELLO. i think i have a fobia of the word 'study'.
everytime someone mentions that word, i feel like puking.
last night when lynn talked to me about midyears, i cried -.-
just now my dad was talking about studies, i lost my appitite.

anyway, thank you party last night started 2.5 hours late -.-
so some of us ended up taking about a million pictures with a mac.
had dinner, then P&W then award ceremony.
meh got the good shephards heart award. congrats babe.
but they spelt his name wrongly -.- so yeah, he became marius lim.
haahaha! so anyway, party ended at like 1030ish.
came home and waited for meh to call.
slept, woke up for church and cat class.
lunched at compass with mum&dad.
and i'm homeeeee! gonna study later.
sigh, study.

i wish i could squeeze you right now.
i wish i could shrink you and put you into my pocket so that i can take you out and look at you/hug you whenever i'm sad and so that you'll always be by my side.
i wish we could run away to somewhere far, where no one knows who we are and what's our purpose in life.
i wish we were young, when we dint know what trouble was.
i wish our world had no problems, cause those were happy days.
i wish i could see you right now so that i can play with your hair which you are NOT to cut just yet.
i wish i could read your mind, so i'll know what you're thinking of.
i wish you were here.


kimberly C♥ 3:09 PM