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These violent delights have their violent ends
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    We might kiss when we are alone, when nobody's watching. We might take it home, we might make out when nobody's there. It's not that we're scared. It's just that it's delicate.
    Because sometimes having them are enough
    Friday, March 6, 2009, 9:16 PM


    I flunked my physics test.
    For real.
    The ticker tape timer, density and graph questions, I do all wrong.
    Plus my bio. Never even study the correct parts.
    Hah, now even my science is bad.
    He should be happy.

    School is super stressed. I think everyone is like going crazy and pulling their hair.
    Like me and dear pearl. I want to quit _ _ _ _ _
    ):
    Everything is terrible now.
    Sucks to have to smile and laugh when you don't even feel like doing so.
    Sucks to have to think about homework and tests and a ginormous bunch of other stuffs everyday.
    Sucks to only be able to be happy for a few minutes every time.
    Sucks to have so many things to worry about.
    Sucks to have to remind myself every time not snap at everyone because of my sucky mood.

    45


    days to go
    And we are not even close to gold.
    How wonderful is that.
    And qingchuen (nice, can't even spell properly now) is screwed.
    14 x 10.
    How do you even expect us to preform.
    You want us to do the school proud but don't even give us the bare necessities to do so.



    Happy meals are for happy people/ people who wants to be happy.
    The pokeball(?) is so cute~
    Even tho the pokemon thing looks boy-ish but its a mirror :D
    We are like a bunch of zi-lian people lah
    "OMG! Its a mirror! SO COOOOOLLLLL!"
    -starts staring at own reflection for next 10-15min-

    It has been so long since I ordered a happy meal
    And thanks serene for happy me to change the colour (:


    "We are so cool that ice cubes are jealous"


    I need to talk to someone and just rant.