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Thursday, June 01, 2006

on mc again.
tis the dunno how many times i gt mc so far le.
my body is getting weaker and weaker.
somtime its ok but sometime it jus want to haf a brk and im to suffer.
tis morn wake up as usual,
was brushing teeth den suddenly vomit and follow by a sharp pain in my stomach.
i sat on the floor huggin the toilet bowl.
den i realise its realli unbearable.
and i start cryin.
wad a shame .
boo.
den followed by diahrrea.
yupp.
all i ate the past few days seems to be out alrd.
went to tk mc and doctor insist i shud go for a scope.
which i really seriously doesnt want.
its painful can.
i told *gf and *she sae will be with me if i go for it.
*she better mean what *she says.
hahas.

now,
my stomach hurts damn badly.
huggin my xiao zhu tightly.
but i wish *she is here to hug me instead.
boo.
somehow i miss *her a little.

okies.
i cant stand it anymore.
im goin off.
tk care everyone.

i miss *you. (:


7:16 PM; be my KING Y
always

the GIRL

wants to be called as cynthia. her first cry was on the 110888. currently studying at NYP, a NURSE to be. now she is TAKEN by HIM. and yes, finally, she is with a GUY now (:



LOVES & HATES

she really LOVES sleep, music, freedom, HUGS, liquor, clubbing, DARLINGS gang, all the swt time she had with *HIM, all the things *HE had done for her & obviously H.I.M !

she really HATES chocolate, ice-cream, hurts, words that doesnt mean anything, empty promises, tears, stress, pressure, irritatation, FATS.





PLEASE

yes, please grant her with:

adidas jacket
Head tennis racket
billabong wallet
newurbanmale sandals
bikini
puma/nike/adidas bags
more skirts
more tops
new handphone
much fats off her body
been loved dearly by *HIM (:
spend almost 24/7 with *HIM
tanned skin
more time to enjoy
graduate from NYP asap
MONEY








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