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Monday, March 08, 2010
Some day.. you know.. Just really some day. @ 8:59 PM

Right, a birthday girl is coming!!. :) *smiles*

Sighs* i am really really tired. Like dead tired. And i am here blogging. How it contradicts. I realize i have a lot to improve on my English/Languages. Boo. I heard from dance mates that results are out on the 19th. Like this month, like in 8 days.

I am whining, i mean.. I want to whine lika biatch or a lil' kid.
Sadly, i don't get to do it much, like only to girls of mine and my mum. Which in return the reprimanding(s) and the okay.... *smiles*

I hope my metabolism speeds up like O.M.G and then i get to burn some excess fats i consumed last night. Long ago, i use to have something of i can consult, relate, write into. But it was just a fallacy.. something... i don't wishe to talk about.

Anyway, enough of this moody and lethargic post.

Shall head on to boo. :)

Ciaos!

Loves mucha suie. :)


P/s: died and died but all in past tense.


When whispers no longer survive;




Happy.
Because there's you and me.