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Tuesday, April 28, 2009, 4:55 PM


I think a miracle is going to happen soon. you know why ? the morning sun came out especially early today . at 6.40 , it looked as if it was 7.3o . its really really bright and i thought that i was late. hahaha. sighs. i'm so so stressed. so many things to do and so little time. ): argh. i want to score for my examinations this time. no more mistakes. ;] hahahahaha. i'm starting to feel that it was a mistake for us to be more than just friends. and i have made a decision . well , that decision is for me to know and for you to find out. hahahaha. anyway , i kept wondering , how does it feel like to be the bitch that spoils other people's relationship ? hahaha. and after you've won , how do you feel ? proud ? that you've got the rejected stock ? i wonder, how does it feel like if you found out that your boyfr has another girlfr who is pregnant with his child. well , i guess money can solve everything right ? yea, so start saving . this is one of the rainy days i can think of. well , i guess guys have a bigger price to pay , so girls, sit back and enjoy the money ;] if any readers find this post offending , too bad.you'll just have to live with it. maybe you're feeling that way because its just simply you .anyway, i dont believe in fate. hmms lets see. i'm fated to become a rich billioniare or maybe a very well-known doctor or lawyer ? so that means i can laze around and soon i'll become one ? hahaha. please! fate is created and theres no such thing as fate. i dont think i'm in the right of mind now and i'm feeling bitchy. so , fuck it.

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