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June 25, 2010
i don't know what the fuck i want. @ 10:35 AM


suppose to go clubbing last night.
but yeah. end up i didn't go! (:
i am totally broke!
cashless! ): pwns.
bored !
wondering why life is so boring.
nothing much we can do.
without money...
there's not much place we can go.
best just to stay at home..
make a cup of milo.
& watch some drama series. :D
bored to death...
nothing much to do.
just maple maple & maple.
boring life.
what the fuck! ):
i got no cute & sweet boyfriend to teng me!
so sucks! .__.
blahblahblah.
right now...
i am missing the wind in my hair..
when i sit on the bike..
which the guy i once loved before..
missing the time 1st get on his bike.
him teaching me how to sit properly..
when he ride off..
i am so scared..
i held on so tight.
i miss so many memories.
still.. now.. i don't know what i really want.
i don't know what am i thinking. ):
hate this kind of feeling..
bored..


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