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Tuesday, August 01, 2006 

called him at an unearthly hour (4 in the morning) but of course, who was i kidding? no one's gonna be awake at that time. he replied at five-ish. amazing. really didn't want to call though. but jade, i did in the end =/ you get me.
i've been messaging non-stop! today, that is. sent about 60 - so far. its not that bad i suppose since today's the last day of the "month" (where my handphone bills are concerned) and i've about 250 more messages to spare before it hits the 1000.
right. so i thought today's econs test was quite tough. other than that, we spent the second break and the time before pe blasting music. all sorts. thats about it i guess.

i want new sneakers and heels and so the list goes ...

i read a random someone's blog. okay, so he/she isn't really a random someone but whatever it is, i don't like whatever he/she's saying. haha none of you will know whose blog i'm referring to. don't think he/she knows i read his/her blog anyway. RANDOM!

butterflykisses*6:03 PM

t h e g i r L

x Lee Yu Juan Sylvia Colette
x 21st April 1988
x Immaculate Heart of Mary Church
x st nicks catholic junior college
x 1T12 (1st 3 months) 1T34 2T34
x interact students council interact

stains of the past*

we have a certain kind of love,
a very special kind.
one that is deep from our hearts,
but always on our minds.

f r i e n d s (:

CJC.
others.

stains of the past*

christmas '05
18th birthday
jade/huiying birthdays
ceejay 2006