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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
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
November 2008
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
September 2009
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010


Credits
the sources of love

Designer : DEAD-dolliie

Friday, September 14, 2007
the stories that happened yesterday

Sian ah today. Actually it should be a happy day cause the more important tests are all over. So hoping that today will come soon but it is so horrible.
Today's tests are like killing and torturing me. Cant they jus let me die peacefully. Chiong to cut my hair right after school. That woman that helped me cut my hair is so rough. She keep one scratching my face and my head super hardly. She think my head wat?? Helmet is it?? OH the worse is that the hairstyle is so ugly and it totally look like a jellyfish.
Went to play basketball after that. Realised i am so violent today. Keep on snatching the ball and torturing others. Quite emo. After that, we went to practised how to be tai tai. MAhjong. Shiok arh.. Actually i won a lot of money and lots of ppl owe me money. But in the end, i gave them discount. Then my mum called me and scolded me for staying out so late. No freedom la.
Chiong home and obviously got scolding la. She even complain to my dad la. Haix lucky my dad did not scold. I LOVE MY DAD.
Bored now. Listening to songs. Can jus say that there is serious noise pollution at my house downstairs. The ppl keep on singing and shouted la. Cant stand it. I am not going to talk to my mum for 1 day. She jus banned me from going out and playing basketball for 1 week.
I was like asking her then wat if i want to go out to buy my breakfast. Then she jus replied me, u go cook instant noodles eat la. I wonder if it is asked by my bro, she will jus say u can only go buy food. She damn biased la. She will only worried about my bro la. Haix sad to be a girl. No freedom, no care given. I think even the auntie that i meet this afternoon that shelter me from the rain is so much more caring then her la



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