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You catch me on the speed train,
beeper in a 3 way.


Friday, September 18, 2009 @ 5:48 AM!(:

I feel so cheated. Its like "ABC" is talking to all these people and is making me feel so useless, as though i dont mean anything to "her". I keep crying myself to sleep, its so so freaking pathetic. Why do i keep getting myself into these situations ):
Anyway, I just came back from downstairs. Went to lepak with Niki just now. (Thanks girl (: You made me feel better (: )
Everyone was downstairs today, including some @$$#$ :P
When i came back, saw my dog chewing on my favourite hairclip. Got angry, locked myself in room. Came out, bath, change, check email.
Blah blah blah blah blah...
Now going to call Nurul, she always knows just what to say to make me feel better (:
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.





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All the stars out tonight. I don't know if its cloudy or bright. I only have eyes for youuuu (:


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Kyra Annemarie
15 this year
157cm
Loyang Secondary
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