someday, my prince will come

queen bizi. phoebe.
biography
blogs are dramaticised. mine, in particular, being especially so.

self-dilute my satirical nonsense, as you deem fit. i am generally a lot lesser than my insubstantial vernacular.

comments are generally unappreciated and ignored. unless you have been involved in a clandestine scandal with me, i will pretend to be ignorant to your cognizance of this humble presence.

i am on a perpetuated diet.
i am unbelievably stubborn.
i am ridiculously fickle-minded.

i am full of shit. i know.
chatter
if you really must, urgh


past and present
the irritating twitter bug






smell @ 11:36
i smell like raymond tan now and i like.


(actually i just smell like the asience shampoo la. and its quite smelly, to tell the truth.)


Friday, March 2, 2007
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