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Hulo lovely people (:

i dont know why,
it seems like a million times.
i've searched for you
but i've got no clue D:
Where are you?

all thee Number7

>>Melisa

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She can be a real nice, High, retarded girl. If she explodes, you'll never ever get to see her ever Again(haha obviously). But dont cha worry a thing, she will never explode. If she ever did, perhaps you'll not be in her blog :D And because she's god's Child, she simply: loves everyone.

Into volleyball she says, and awaits Every single chance to play the Pianooooo. Disliking too much soft-toys is her forte, so is enjoying the sweeeeet company of her Girlfriends/mummy(!) She wants a perfect height of 167cm, she's trying every bit.

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Saturday, July 08, 2006

WHOOPHIES, now it seems like i'm blogging almost everyday larhs.

today we had loads of fun cans! it was total shiokness+ extreme sense of retardness(:

who else can be my retard buddy other than nut?? HAHS. we were like waving the stupid thing and making lots of noises when we're not supposed to. and what we got in return? thousand pairs of eyes turning to look at us! '')

then we bought KFC for dinner and loads of tibits. in the end we didn't eat the tibits, cause we're full. we took lots of pictures too larh, but sm not yet upload them into the com, so have time then post bahs.

gavin said he saw me! but i didn't saw him lehs, maybe i cock eye. hehs.

so funny larh today, when we went home we were talking about idols. and baobao said she like ronaldhino, then we saw his picture. we then realised why she liked him so much. WAHAHRS.

i shall not mention anything, for personal purposes hahas(:

but before we went for NDP thing, it was very messy and scary larhs. mr soon din't wanna let us go lehs, then i was wearing sneakers that time, a bit coloured. then the counsellors were like "pull up your socks! tuck in your shirt! BLAHBLAH." then i was like..!!! "i'm wearing coloured shoes!!"

then lucky yc gave me a good reason. but in the end i also never use, cause mrsoon din't say anything(:

phew.

ahhs, i'm off liao larhs. cause i'm getting tired. after today's piano; anniversary; NDP.
byye'')

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