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Friday, June 01, 2007 ; 2:21 PMY
i am lost in you

NOTE!!!
1) i absolutely HATE people touching my stuff, let alone altering how it looks without my permission or not putting it back where it was originally found.

2) i hate people poking their noses into my business. care and concern has an extent, hell thats not even called care and concern, its called being a nosey fucker.

3) when you're in the fucking wrong, admit it. don't try changing the topic just because you're the one in the wrong this time.

4) and yes, did i mention NOT to bloody well touch my stuff?! DON'T TOUCH, as in LAY OFF, FUCK OFF, DON'T HAVE ITCHY FINGERS...CAUSE I SURE AS HELL DON'T GO AROUND MESSIN WITH YOUR JUNK. this doesn't have to turn nasty, all i ask is that you respect me enough. respect my things damn it!



ARG!!!! okay, to make things clear, this entry isn't exactly pint pointing anyone. so no offence. its personal. i need to scream. you know, to let everything out. i need to hit something, i need to scream.... yea...... that'll help a whole lot.. to scream somewhere where people won't think i'm a psycho. cause i think i'll really go mad just repeating myself over and over again to these morons. suggestions anyone??? anywhere on this bloody small island. just somewhere.......









this lady

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Safy.
fishay!!
squirrel?
5th April '88.
Aries.
Bball.
dance.
blur queen.
sucker for chocolates :p .

her past

OLN
SJC
CJC



her present

SIM UOL Banking & Finance


her wishes

loose weight...at least 3kg.
money!!! basically, a job.
pick up a new sport.
a new digicam.
more accessories...glittery ones.
preeety nails... can never keep them for long :( .
b>funky new hair colour!!!.
Credits

Designer : muffinLady
Photo : photobucket
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her current fascinations

mr. ting's fish lips
pineapple tarts





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