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Sunday, August 01, 2004

Oh God, I feel so damn unappreciative. Sometimes I can't stand her endless screening. Sometimes I hate it when it's my fault all the time. Can't she understand our ideology instead of just raising her voice over to us? It's not "THE ONE WITH LOUDEST VOICE WILL HAVE THE LAST SAY", y doesnt she get it? I kina missed the last two Sundays when she's not around, it has been peaceful, and more relaxin. Who likes arguments anyway!? No, it's not tat i dun wana her around with us, Oh well, nvrm, DARN. Rambling right here doesn't solve any problems.

beautiful memories on. 1:13:00 pm x
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Slut. Of course NOT!
My Terminal. In reality.
Then he inspired this.
When one's lost his directions.
The Tsunami Prayer.
Between You & Me.
That Cheeky "Sisterhood".
Saints' 30km Road March
The word - Condemn.
Singaporean Traits
Wilber, Definitely cute.


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