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Monday, October 6, 2008

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late for school was already driving me crazy. i took extra effort to wake up early okay. worst still amy and thahirah REVEAL the awfully and unglam story that bitch said. NOW I THINK YOU HAVE TO GET THIS STRAIGHT INTO YOUR MIND. I DO NOT ENOJOY PEOPLE PUTTING WORDS INTO MY MOUTH. IF YOURE GNA BITCH ABOUT ME, DO IT TO MY FACE. DONT BE LIKE THE STEREOTYPES AND GO AROUND BITCHING BEHIND PPL'S BACK. GROW UP KIDDIE. anws, thanks eve. am looking forward to confrontation tmr. mwahs.

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i dug out coins in all my bags and managed to come up with a total of $5.70. hahahaha. im clever right. omg! im super high now lahh. sugar rush siol. i wanna get cupcakes at central. mygosh. they have the best cupcakes ever. i wanna try the rum one the next time.

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i likey bus rides. makes my brain runs alot. like how it makes memories flash back and all. i really wonder how are you doing now. like 'are you still alive', 'are you eating well?', 'found a new gf yet?' and yes i gtta adit i hated you for quite sometime. but now. its differnt. im no longer the small girl you know. but im still standing firrm to my thoery. just dont let me see you around.

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tempted to get my nose pierced again. maybe i'll ask mum about it. promised mum im gna keep my hair long. or rather not cut it for the time being.

i wanna be your last first kiss.

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