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"..a happily ever after below the waist."
ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.

“..I’m an addict for dramatics; I confuse the two for love.” –Taking Back Sunday

I'm Chelsea Beckett & Joseph Mark Trohman is my hero.
Cheers.

I’m every cliché but I simply do it best.




WHERE YOU WANT TO BE.

To the emergency exit door, no.


al/alister; the resident couch potato.
Anderson D./Andy
arvy.
audreyyyy.
bamba.
The BarBars.
bets/betina.
bianca.
brittany & casey.
cheenyka.
chi; simply indescribable.
christina marie.
dindin, dingdong.
disconinjas.
ells; the Fall Out Boy chic.
hannah c.
hudaaaaa.
ice.
ickbal.
iman.
izaq.
jammie.
jana.
jemuel.
joakk/joey/quack.
jolin.
joel
jovan.
justin.
kathrine.
katkat/kathrina.
kathleen.
kevin
kim.
kriztine abigail.
krizteena.
leiz; still the blabla.
manuel.
margaret.
maria natacia.
marlieeee/marla.
melanie a.
Mary Jayy/Mary Jane/Mary Joyce.
millah.
mizwarr.
monica/monix.
mumz.
mykaa.
nabs/bilay.
naqieyahh; pronounced na-KEE-yah.
Neesah aka Victoria.
Nicholle Zoe.
nikita.
nikki.
nina.
paths; the photographer.
pinkyy.
rcheller; the Manhattanite.
rhona.
ria.
relzz.
rielle/jan.
rosemary.
rubianca.
sarrrr.
seebs.
sim.
syiqah.
shanny!
steessh; the LOUD.
tashaa/nats; for cookies click here.
tiaraaa.
timmy.
umi; the taller one.
ummi syahirah.
wryck.
viel.
yerraaa.
yvonne&rora.
yzma/amelia/ismey
zim.
zim & friends.
zul.




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Wednesday, May 7, 2008
I Wasn't Too Sure What To Title This Post 5:55 AM

Today was…boring. Nothing much to write about. Mmmmm last night’s kebab was awesome though. I WANT ANOTHER ONE! Haha, I know right? It’s like my new craving thingy. Eh.

Oi vey, screw this laptop! It’s lagging. Again. I kept asking my mom to get me a laptop and I’ve been waiting for about 8 months now and yup, still no laptop :| Geez. Oh well, possibly, probably gonna get one for Christmas. I am so desperate for one I actually thought of asking for donations from everyone in school just to get one. HAHA I know right? Speaking of which, our teacher gave us these donation card thingies and wants us to go ask for donations for the orphanage. Although it is for a good cause I feel mightily, mightily embarrassed asking for money :| Honestly. It feels like begging. I DON’T WANNA BEG.

So there’s this someone we keep running away from. Stupid right? Especially if you’ve guys’ve been friends for how long now and spend a lot of time together. Well, *****’s too clingy and all, I NEED SPACE. We’ve been running away for a couple of months now and I’m guessing she took the hint already since she’s not tailing us anymore. Eeesh. Mina and the rest actually even made up a gameplan on how to get her to stop following us. A gameplan. HONESTLY :| Well, I think *****’s out of our hair now.

Its not that we don’t wanna be *****’s friend, it’s just that you know, *****’s too attached, you get sick of it lalalala, you know how it goes.

Anyway, I am missing my bestfriend so badly (not you Ells, I mean, yeah, I do miss you too but there’s this other one I do miss and it’s sad since she rarely ever reads this blog). I miss Rona. Like damn. Rona’s been my bestfriend since God knows when and we’re like ubër, ubër close. Close in terms of um friendship thingy not distance, since uh, she moved from my school to this posh one couple of years back and all so yeah :( RONA I MISS YA.

Well, it’s not like we don’t see each other at all, we do. I get to see her about every month I guess? When we go hang out, or go out for Chinese or like, watch a movie & have stayovers. (I can’t call it sleepover since we don’t exactly sleep whenever I’m there, we spend practically the whole time chatting/watching TV and everything so yeah.

Seriously, the last time I stayed over we didn’t sleep at all and I ended up getting a stayover-hangover the next day at school. Go ask my classmates, seriously. Well actually she slept and I watched videos on YouTube until 10 am and we went swimming in her pool so yeah. No rest for me :|)

Man, I miss `er. We’re watching Prince Caspian soon so yay me. Oi vey. Dude, I hope yer reading this. Me and her do stuff we don’t do with our other friends :] One time we ate dinner (Swensen’s macaroni and chicken with rice plus lemon tea mmm~) in the dark on top of this hotel. Well, it wasn’t exactly the top but yeah, it was next to the pool of the hotel. It was…FUN. And then we tried exploring the mall and almost got stuck in the elevator and I panicked. Like a lot. Since it was a mall slash hotel, ye needed a card to get up and down it and you only get that card if you’re staying in the hotel. We went in and the elevator closed up and didn’t move, I jabbed at all the buttons while shouting aaaaarrrgh lemme out!!! til the door opened. Close call. I hate, I repeat, hate elevators. They always make freaky stuff happen in lifts in movies and that scared the hell out of me so yeah. Plus it’s an enclosed space. SCARY :S

So yeah. Damn, I love her to bits, she is such an awesome friend with quirks here and there but yeah, I still love her. Bestfriends eh? What can you do without em? :]

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HISTORY

January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
March 2010
November 2010

YESTERDAY.
-Kebab.
-Craving..
-RUNNING AWAY…FROM YOU.
-THOU SHALT DO THY HOMEWORK
-TO ELLS’ HOUSE AND BACK.
-FREE PERIOD.
-I Honestly Don't Like Blackouts.
-Where's My Capo?!?
-I Guess Falling Out's The New Trend.
-Uphill, Downhill. What's The Difference Again?