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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

Tuesday, October 30, 2007
the stories that happened yesterday

EVERYONE THATIS READIN THIS POST NOW...PLEASE READ IT OUT LOUD AND CLEAR.. THERE IS NO NEED TO FEAR WAT OTHERS THING ABOUT U... IF U LIKE IT, U CAN SING IT OUT TOO...

I would be true for there are those who trust me
I would be pure for there are those who care
I would be strong for there are much to suffer
I would be brave for there is much to dare

I would be friend of all, the foe, the friendless
I would be giving and forget the gift
I would be hunble for i know my weakness
I would look up and love and laugh and lift

I would be prayerful through each busy moment
I would be constantly in touch with god
I would be turned to hear his slightest whisper
I would have faith to tread the path christ trod

So cool right. We have not sing it for 3 years already. Sorry cause i feel like writing compo so nothing to add so jus type in the song for all of u to remember our childhood. My pri school life was superb but i still cant think why i go for all my training during primary school. Maybe i am so abnormal last time or i just simply go lazier.

Today i am going to type all my sufferings. End school early, so me, shan, von and mabel went to the market to eat. Von is totally hopeless. Those ppl that are going to eat with her, please let her get her food first before u start eating. Her eating speed is like a snail crawling up a steep slope. Okay von, are u happy that i did mention u??? I think so... hahha

Went for that stupid, idiotic, moronic, torturing training. I can jus say that the best way to die and have a slim figure is jus to go for one track training. U can jus die straight after doing one set of knee-lift. However, after training, i walked from seragoon jc to hlm, jus to buy my bubble tea. Then, i walked from hlm to home, jus to lose weight. The worse is that the track teacher gave us the holiday schedule. I can only say, are u trying not to let me enjoy my holiday.

oh ya, i shall post about what me, pl and shan chatted online.
Jp: Yeeshan is announced dead at 6.49
PL: we found her heartbeat...but she's half dead... so useless...vegetable
Jp: we need a surgery now
JP: kinfe...cotton wool...
Pl: i see bone...blood...flesh
Jp: omg, the blood cant stop flowing out....we need more blood....
Shan: di di di di di di ----------dehhhh--------------
Pl: died!!! fullstop

Thats the end of me and pl surgery. If u need anyway treatment, pls come to the shit family: mad cow. dog hospital. We can ensure u that u will die peacefully with all ur body parts donated to our hospital for further purposes... Ha joking. Later all lot of ppl find me to treat them. THen i wil be super busy.. hahahha

OKay that the end of my compo. I try to type more the next time. Anyway good luck to hm and slow coach, evon tmr.



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