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Monday, November 28, 2005
But you know the thing about romance is people only get together right at the very end.
pics(from long ago)uploaded, girls. (:
okay so maybe i should have taken pics with my cam on prom.
almost all my friends have started work.
EXCEPT FOR ME, living off my mom's money while my friends earn BIG BUCKS for themselves.
i need t find a part-time job other than tuition!
watched PRIME ytd, i hated the ending.but the lead actor's HOT. I DONT KNOW HIS NAME. i dont care t find out so yeah whatever.
PLAIN LAZY.
i intended on cleaning up my room tdy, since i almost died of boredom.
could have made my time useful just planning my funeral.
aud wld have been real proud of me. :)
HAHA i should get a hairdresser for my funeral man!
my dear partner LILY is coming back on the 3rd YAY!
then we can go eat hokkien mee tgt!
anyws, got addicted t QBEEZ and BEWITCHED, those silly gem games.
but then agn, SIMS would be a nicer game t play(gen dont say its silly)till i get a nice job, i'll settle for sitting in front of the comp the whole day, not respond t sms-es or phone calls, and play SIMS.
i'll get nice pretty expensive furniture for the house.
AND get the couple t have a baby INDOORS, since the baby always appears in the middle of the garden all the time.
cos i always get the couple t make out(thats the only way they can get a baby) in the garden -.-ah, great ambitions. (:
HAHA I MISS NATANIA that girl's prolly taking the lousy rollercoaster ride in times square now, loser.
not as loser as me though ):
OH I MY PAE APPLICATION WAS SUCCESSFUL!
rushed down t MOE in the morning, and the guy(he looked 17?!) printed out my verification slip for me YAY.
HAHA gen, be a nice girl and give me the passes t DIVE in habbo! (:
HAHAHAHAH we're planning on expanding GHC(kidding), making friends with people online,through our trusty HABBOHOTEL.
HAHAHA LMAO.LMAO.
watch PROJECT RUNWAY later,world!
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I NEED DVDs TO RENT.
I NEED BOOKS T READ FROM THE LIBRARY(that will only be possible if i settle my $100 lost books fine that i owed the library since P4 since i shifted house HAHA)
i keep spelling the bloody screwed THE as TEH.
TSK
i dont't want t be a part of your life anymore.we'd be better off that way, BYEBYE.
trying to find a reason for goodbye. (: