someday, my prince will come
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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. |
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9 months on.. @ 17:27
that silly raymond tan got me jay's album for our 9th monthsary. and i'm ridiculously happy because i 千交代万交代 him to not get me anything. so now i have to force myself to not look at it cuz i have that stupid debate presentation to finish. and i'm only done with the introduction, the outline and a whole chuck of tabbed websites that hopefully have something relevant for me to quote. :( 'xxx will always love baby bi bu de. muacks. dear, i (will) love u alot, my whole life.' (xxx is the obscene nickname that silly ray got for himself. its fucking funny and if u asked me, i might tell u.) Wednesday, November 7, 2007  |