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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.


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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.
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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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Friday, August 15, 2008
Let's Head For The Hills. 3:57 PM

It’s a couple more days till the exams are all over us.

It’s been a week since my last entry, due to said reasons. And I am still waiting for Internet connection back here at home. The exams are too close and the fact remains that there is no Internet to distract me from burying myself in my notes. So it’s great.


Not.

The past week’s been rather…vague. Vague and highly uneventful, mostly spent feeling sick.


Thursday 7th August
Got rained on, ended up with a fever.

Friday 8th August
US Navy musicians had a gig at school, was legendary. They were bloody awesome, in fact, they should be famous.

Saturday 9th August
In post-fever period.

Sunday 10th August
Post-fever period.

Monday 11th August
Post-fever period. Having this crazy headache. Feels like someone’s gnawing on my brains.

Tuesday 12th August
Still suffering vein-popping headache. Slept through school. Stayed back for BM orals (the real thing). Wasn’t at all weird. I might’ve passed. Met Aneesah, our lead vocalist.

Wednesday 13th August
Headache finally gone, thank God (:

Thursday 14th August
Everything in my body seems perfectly fine. I think I may have recovered. Except maybe for this crazy sore throat.


So even if I did have Internet and the capability to blog, there wouldn’t be much to talk about. Run for hills everyone, run for the hills. I know I am.

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YESTERDAY.
-It's Coming Up. It's Exams.
-It's "Dumping People Into Trash Cans" Day
-I Tried To Be Like Grace Kelly, But All Her Looks ...
-Between Hours of 10 & 01.
-It's Good To Be A Pessimist
-Anemniactic (I'm Not)
-How I Spent Last Night (In A Cramped Up Grocery St...
-In The Hands Of Songwriters
-The "L-Word" (I Won't Be Caught Using This)
-You Are At The Top Of My Lungs (Some Days Are Bett...