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Sunday, October 08, 2006


--[family support]--


to be or not top be...
that is the question...

well i wanna be one,
and if i have to pissed my dad to get wad i want,
then he just have to bear with me,
and i just have to be with him...

it is my life in the end,
dosen't mean that my dad didnt achieve his dreams i shoud too.
[i never knew wad he wanted to be]

well, muh dad asked me to quit my fashion fest thingy and concentrate on my O levels...
i dont want to...
O's is everything to almost everybody but not to me.
i know wad i'm doing.
and i dont think that i know it,
coz i know it.
get me get me?

nmv, btw Christina rhode is hot, i mean not hot, but nice... anyways yeah... she can definately pull of my calander dress. but well yeah...



| caught in rapture @ 9:14 PM|

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