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Hello, Im cool, funky. People may think Im self-praising but thats what normally cool people do :D and mind you, if you do see my name at people tagboard, spamming, sorry, thats not me. I own a wonderful life and pretty handsoma friends linger around me. Quotes: We might kiss when we are alone, when nobody's watching. We might take it home, we might make out when nobody's there. It's not that we're scared. It's just that it's delicate.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008, 8:25 AM
I did nt sleep well on 15 dec 2008..
So i wake up very early yesterdae..
Took a shower n have my breakfast..
Do some chores n watch tv..
Feel bored n went to BPP mit my fren..
Stay ter about few damn hours..
Reached home around 8.30pm..

Took a shower n played PSP..
Its a boring dae..
Wanted to play laptop budden sis is using it..
Hate it wen she use it..
She took her bloody damn tyme tuh plae..
I plae PSP while waeting for mum tuh get home from werk..
Moms home, took her phone n on9..
Chat wip Alyssaa n Flat 4 awhile n started blogging..

Now, i really cnt fall asleep..
Hate that, it happen all the tyme wen im having problems wip my family..
Jus feeling bored at home cause im alwaes be their punching bags..
Haix..Haix..Haix..

[L],
Sri.Iqah[17.12.08]

;The rose you once gave



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