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Sunday, June 25, 2006


Boys who cry are ninnies.
Boys who whine are sissies.
Boys who beat wives are rogues.
Boys who deceive are unworthy of love.
Boys who slouch are ugly.

Some of the traits that are distasteful.
The last two apply to both girls and boys.

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I met ryan on the bus yesterday.
It felt homey to see him he reminds me so much
of chung cheng days.
Its different to meet him and to meet hy qiu nyl
plus the thousand others from cchms in tj.
These one thousand and three has moved on with me and somehow
when I meet this boy it feels as if he and I were still wearing
the same white 7- buttoned uniforms.
Okay I experience identical feelings when i meet yx.

As if we were still the same, 3 years back.

Time to reminisce.

♥Bid Farewell

Ydisaster



Photobucket That is me.
In a paper bag.


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Ybed monsters

Yes, my friends are imaginary.

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Emily'
Ellen'
Esther`
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Hong`
Isabella`
Jasmine`
Jia`
Qiuyi`
Loke`
Vanessa [tan]`
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