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MICHEAL PHELPS IS ♥♥!

I'm Grace, 30April 1992.
Don't judge me. I can do things that aren't expected!
So don't try me, for whatsoever reasons. I hate people who flirts around for no VALID REASONS
If only I had a greater confidence then. Remember, I don't pity those who I don't regret them as friends of mine.
Holding on grudges doesn't really work for me
Don't talk to me if you hate me. I don't need you as my 'FRIEND'!
I'll just set my POSITIVE MINDSET! Heck care the world.

xoxo;

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Get a LOMO/DIANA/HOLGA!
Get O's done with FLYING COLOURS
Don't get SABOTAGE!
Able to attend AYG!
SOCIALISE
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Hoping for a miracle to happen





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Monday, February 2, 2009
TODAY IS SO NOT MY DAY!

first thing early in the morn!
i MET LOW AND ONG!
WTH LUHHHH.
LOW DID NOT SAY HI!
so i was thinking if i should say hi.
BUT FINALLY I DID NOT.
my heart skipped a beat after walking past them.
the very moment was like soo ZOMG.
i went to sms him then.

me: walao. why nv say hi!
low: huh? you saw me?
me: ya. you were like walking up and i was walking down the stairs
low: oh. did you see ocs?
me: the brown uniform person uh? yeah. seen him.
low: kthxbai.
me: 0.0! lols. okay.


thats the convo i had. and guess what. it wasnt low's reply!
RAH! IT WAS all that ONG CCHENG SIANG'S CRAP!
WALAO. THEY WANT PICK FIGHT WITH ME AGAIN UH?
or want bully me still like last time YOU TWO ALWAYS USE TO!
rah!
LOW TOLD ME IT WAS OCS!! WHO SENT ME THE CRAPPIEST SMSES.
oh fine. AND WHATEVER.
that was one thing that spoilt the day.

the next was when i was returning home.
the freaking bus driver refuse to open the freaking front door for me to alight!
and the bus was v. crowded!
walao eeeeh!
DAAAAAAAAM IRRITATING TO THE MAX!

luckily OLDMAN replied my sms! [:
thanks!

i'm lazy to beeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrlog alr.
off to shower.
SAD]:
OLDDDDMAN IS ANGRY.
AND YEAH, I'M WC SHY. [:
i hope i had power brains like yours!