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Screams
Thursday, February 05, 2009
the boy now works from 8am to 5 pm and i haven had the time to see him. both of us are quite tight in schedule. lols.

but when there is time, we'll meet and cam whore! hehe! wheee (: redyed my hair red and am very satisfied with the outcome (: hahas

1 more mth before i turn 20! feel so old already !!




life has been on the fun side end of last mth and beginning of this mth! new shipment of RL coming in (: hehe. flags one! anyone interested tell me. been travelling quite a bit. (: love my dear partners. guess at one point of time, u will find and experience the meaning of the word treasure. an u'll realise some things are worth more than others.


sometimes its nt the place that matter anymore. but the person u are with at that point of time. just a last note which i want the whole world to noe abt it, its that i wish and i pray and i hope that this particular group of ppl will nt meet with anymore kind of happiness and their life will finish just like that. i just hate them so much! wish they were already in hell (: