The spectacle i used to wear. It's crack.
It's always like dat i really hate it. I ran to my room. My door slam shut. I kicked my pillow and i pulled it back.
I scream like a lunatic. I look right into my mirror and my cosmetic blurred my eyes. I squeezed the teddy bear.
I saw it suffocating. I laughed. I did dat all because of. My blog. It's spoil. So I make a new one. Wait before dat.
I wanna slap myself for ruining it. And i wanna thanks Levina for the effort of my new blogskins.
But i don't really favor it. So i'm sorry. Ya. Erm. Anyway. It've been a long time since i changed my skin. Ohh. Okay.
I hate Plastic bags. To mii most of them look so auntie. I prefer paper bags. Foods are smile. But fats are frown.
I'm so happy dat i found this skin. My feet brings mii dancing out of my room. My finger stretch itself forcing the gate open.
The brains works. Calling the key. Anyway. In short. I just physically opened the door. My neighbor call for mii.
And he was awarded a big tight slap. Okay. This is so random. Overall watt i mean is i was happy. = . =".
This is my signature face. = . =" I love fullstops. No commas in my life. A full sentence and a fullstops.
A quick start and a quick end. Between the quick. It must be Slow. Commas tells everybody. It's still continuing.
And i don't like. 3RD of march is the first time my belly-button was tied. And of course it's also my last. Presently.
I've got Good boyfriend. Good brothers. Good family. Good seniors. Good studies. Good life. And a good type of Body shampoo.
My Soap is luminous. But i don't see my skin glitter nor shine. The promoter lied.
Okay saying about boyfriend. Love life. Still young. Enjoying. No comment :]
And brothers. School life. Hand-in-hand. Smiling. The-guys-without-mouth. They nvr tell my secret. Yes they do.
Among themself. My unglamorous attitude and doings. They tease and laugh. Calling names and insult.but we're still best friend
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Best brothers. And it's for life. I love each other :] Sound so gay! Pornographic. Dota. Babes. Maths. Basketball. They could score A.
Family. We're all weirdos. I've a sister and one mum and dad. Just like everybody. My mum is chio. But my dad are not.
My dad are humorous but my mum are not. My sister and mii are very different. In everyting. Find out for yaself
Seniors. Basically it's all regent seniors. May it be LSC. Basketball. Library. Chior. Handball. Redcross. Etc. Juniors rock too.
Studies. No preference. Watt given is watt to be known. Everyday i'll be staying in the library till 5 evening. Do drop by and say hii!
LIFE! Ohh ya. Read my everyday!
Friday, February 12, 2010
There's strokes of red mark on my hand... I was so upset... Tinking i'm doing self-Harm? NO WAY MAN! Hahas. I was carrying piles of books la. Where ya tinking? Hahahahahahahahahas.
Watt ya're saying. Especially in public. Like facebook. Is kinda harsh and mean. How the hell the ppl will look at her. It's so misleading. She don meant to make us break. I just heard wrongly. She have no reason to make up stories. I'm not trying to defend anybody. Not leqi. Or myself. Or whoever. I just wanna clarify. Ya know mii. It'd been a year. Ya should know my character. I care about how my friends look at mii. Let alone ya. I just hope ya could be more understanding like how i was told to be understanding. It's just a small misunderstood. SO TINY. I ask for ya forgiveness as i'd accuse ya. I just wanna know.
SORRY BENJAMIN CHUA JIA JUN.
For accusing.
My tone was't angry. Was i? I was't. If ya tink by trusting mii back is difficult just because i don trust ya. Seriously i'm alright. Vivian isn't dat unreasonable afterall. Uhh? If ppl are tinking why this vivian sucks so much.
Don even believe her boyfriend.
I hate her for hurting ben.
Why is she so damn selfish.
Why the hell she can't treat him better. I can onii say.
SHUT YA FARK UP.
Ya're nothing to judge mii. I cried for him more den anybody. Ohh. Maybe other den his family with blood ties. I'm arrogant and proud wit attitude. I don need sympathy or shit.
PS: Laugh ya heads off when ya see how Vivian says herself.
She's saying how much how much she don trust this guy. But the end of the day. She just cry on her bed. And her upbringing was always a issue. Let mii be the mean one. I'll be the bad guy.
Labels: I'm simply too mean to be true.
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