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hohoho.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
6:36 AM

its hard to TRUST. esp to find SOMEONE you can trust.
take heed my dear frens. looks can be real deceiving. one can forsake a fren just for another one. its painful for the person who gets stabbed.
i think im rather used to it. im being hated too much. and now, i see the true colours of the ppl i once call my fren. ive been betrayed and backstabbed by ppl i once trusted alot. so yup. i rather you all lemme know if you dont like me or hate me. dont do stuff behind. its upsetting to find out.


sometimes i wonder. is it me? my character? or is it YOU.


p.s. send me a sign.

femme.

joanne.

going 23 (i actually had to use a calculator).
totally abhors people wit no originality.

so much love.

my family.
siva :)
food!
denise:)
friends.

latest.

right people. my birthday's coming!
16th august. HAHA.

i wanna be a baker, one day.

i love:
`:food.
`:clothes&shoes!
`:TENNIS*

loves.

i dont know if they still exist! :p
ladies first;
above all-my YEGG:))))
young denise;)
eileen-eating kaki.
eileen
huda:))
jess
verni

hot topic; nothing's hot at the moment

then gentlemen;
nothing!

meaningful*.


when we find the reasons why...



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