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My thoughts.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
♥.
School.
Eat Mac breakfast, take temperature, one group's presentation, talk shit, laugh, peel my skin, go home. Nonsense. Such a waste of my time.

Home.
Listen songs, finally online, stoning, lazy to do project, sleepy, boring. Another waste of my time.

I dont even know why the hell am i here for.

One ass thinks that he's a super great guy. So what if you're rich, so what if you've got car? Go drive around with your car & buy a wife. What a good idea just for you. Hahaha! Sad to say, you cant buy love. I dont know why but im starting to dislike you, ass.

I think i dont need anyone at all. I can survive all alone, i can laugh, i can smile, i can be happy, alone. The great thing is, i dont have to be sad, angry & cry anymore.


Time checked: 3:30 PM

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EVONKHEW.
07.08.1990
ITE College West [Clementi]
Nitec in Fitness Training

Standing at 1.58m & proud of it.
Pretty nasty crying bitch & you shut up.
Complicated, you dont know lah.
Dont ask me to crowded places, thank you.

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