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SILVER
the last romance


3rd nov 1992
plmgss
3b2 07
4b2 08
Tracker
Bf0901
Slacker


Music
the songs you used to play

music code here.

tagboard
the words we all said



Linkages
the exits to escape

peiling
yeeshan
eugenice
huimin
mabel
evon
clique

Past
the historys to forget

July 2006
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Credits
the sources of love

Designer : DEAD-dolliie

Monday, September 17, 2007
the stories that happened yesterday

I HATE MY LIFE. I JUS FEEL LIKE DYING. THIS BLOG WILL BE A EMO ONE.

I actually got banned from lots of thing. Chatting from phone, playing basketball, playing mahjong, sleeping late and now the worse is that i have to reach home by 2 if i am not going school. Dun think so good, cause it is 2 pm not 2am.

I think my life now is only study, staying at home and pass my life away like this. I so really angry with those that jus look at my things without my permission. Shall not clearly state cause it is quite obvious. I can simply say that i have no more freedom anymore.

The worse is that my bro is forever torturing me. Cant stand him cause he jus like to beat me. I ask him why he keep beating me and he say that i am fat so it is nice to beat.

Shall not blog already or else all the vulgar words will come out



7:19 PM