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Wednesday, April 26, 2006 @4/26/2006 06:19:00 PM. Yest was Anzac Day so it was a public holiday! Haha if i am not wrong, it has to do with the memorial of dead soldiers so we get a break frm school. yay. Emm decided to watch a romantic comedy so went we caught the movie "failure to launch". the queue at melb central was really long compared to other days and it was already 1250 when the movie starts at 1pm. we were quite anxious but luckily the queue was rather fast and we got tickets! Woke really late a...

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Friday, March 31, 2006 @3/31/2006 06:21:00 PM. Yay my mime test for drama is finally over. n i got 8/10. not bad la, considering it is my first time! Hehe :) i kept laughing and couldn concentrate during practices, but the irony is that my drama teacher said i had good focus! Anyway, i am glad it is over, though exams are next week! But to look on the bright side, holidays are coming too! I WANNA GO BACK SPORE! Haha everyone seems to be going back to their countries :(. missing 4D. haha. Sigh sigh. n...

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because i was taught to dream

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Wednesday, June 21, 2006 @6/21/2006 11:08:00 AM. ONE MORE (Chemistry) TO GO. Yaya short n sweet post! Every page of my imagination. Saturday, June 17, 2006 @6/17/2006 03:35:00 PM. Today is the first day of exams. but its weird that it starts on a saturday. haha. but at least that means i can go back spore earlier too :). Hehe bb. 6 more days! Every page of my imagination. Thursday, June 08, 2006 @6/08/2006 04:38:00 PM. Sigh i am sinking into depression. maybe it is winter thats why. or not. Thursday, Jun...

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I'm keeping it all together in bound leather, with a rubber band and a heart-shaped lock. Thursday, September 27, 2012. Thanks to my irrational tummy, I've been stuck at home bedbound, watching movies and TV episodes and anything that allows a sense of escapism. And thanks to this Jap movie that I randomly stumbled upon, I had an epiphany. There are roughly 2 types of people in the world. One who seeks love. The other who gives love. I don't really go seeking/asking for love. I'm not that type of person.

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I'm keeping it all together in bound leather, with a rubber band and a heart-shaped lock. Wednesday, May 30, 2012. Imma be awesome and try prose for just a while more. Current mood and thoughts:. Towers of ivory and books keep guard. The aquiline nose buried under. The keen eyes dart through prose. The mind scurry amongst labyrinths. But the spirit doesn't age. Cast right outside the ivory gates. With nothing but the weight of the mind. Full of words and equations and pictograms. And then the spirit ages.

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I'm keeping it all together in bound leather, with a rubber band and a heart-shaped lock. Monday, June 04, 2012. Honesty is the best policy. But which kinda policy? The type of policy that keeps your butt off the fire. The type of policy that retains your clear conscience. The type of policy that doesn't give a damn. The type of policy that is without regrets. The type of policy that cloisters you in a happy little bubble. The type of policy that cloisters others in their happy little bubbles. You have a...

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I'm keeping it all together in bound leather, with a rubber band and a heart-shaped lock. Sunday, June 10, 2012. It must be a familial trait. I love kisses on foreheads. More than kisses on cheeks. More than kisses on lips. More than kisses on hands. Or could be a less-than-feminist trait. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). There once was a girl made of words, splots of colours, sunshine and cotton candy who wandered her way around the universe. View my complete profile. You have a right to be here.