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Confessions of a Teenage Drama King...: Claps
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Wednesday, February 24, 2010. May not be a born surfer, or anything close to surfer dude material.but I do have interest in having a custom made surf board. WITH MARILYN MONROE ON IT! I swear that would be hot. I designed one(above) and showed it to Bunny and he said it is possible and he will definitely help me with designing it one day. Well, it is for my future chill out corner kind of cafe. :) Sweeeeeeeeet. I'm planning to call it. Claps by Dex Rose. Posted by dex Rose. Yes, its him. Madame A n g e l.
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Confessions of a Teenage Drama King...: Time.
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Sunday, May 2, 2010. It has been a while since i last updated my blog. Well, blardy lazy to be honest. Plus with assignments and all, there was no time to update. Besides, somehow when you have a couple of friends to talk your heart out, blogging seems a little bit unnecessary. I just cant wait for July. Posted by dex Rose. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Yes, its him. Eat wisely. Stay Healthy. Die anyway. Yup, life is GREAT. View my complete profile. He who jots and types. Is a lover. Not a hater.
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Confessions of a Teenage Drama King...: Thoughts
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Monday, February 22, 2010. Calling others ugly does not make you any prettier or handsomer. Calling others fat will not make you any skinnier or fitter as well. When you discriminate and say someone is gay and such, it does not make you any manlier or macho-er in any sense as well. Bottom line is, it does not matter what people says about you. As long as you stay true to yourself, you will go far. I mean, no ones perfect right? So chill. God is great. :). Posted by dex Rose. Good one yar :). Yes, its him.
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Confessions of a Teenage Drama King...: Absolut everything?
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Sunday, February 7, 2010. It almost look like the beg above. Like 97% accurate. Just that instead of the white features, it is black. And my beg is slightly smaller too. Well guys, dont hate me cos you aint me! And after dinner with the family, both of us went straight back to Kuching. Speeding on Kuching-Serian's highway is awesome. Its like what you see on video games, just better. If you know what I mean. Thanks for reading folk. Posted by dex Rose. Sial you two dah start take pictures? Yes, its him.
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Confessions of a Teenage Drama King...: Seasons change
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Thursday, February 11, 2010. To cut or not to cut.that is the Question. Seriously sometimes I just wish that hair grows as how we want it to be. I feel like chopping my hair off and at the same time I know that if i did, Ill regret it to the max. I somehow miss my mohawk days. Then again, in the other hand I love my rugged,-i-dont-care-what-you-think-about-me look at the moment. You get what I mean? But ofcourse Bunny and Eric are appealing. I'm the less appealing one. Posted by dex Rose. Yes, its him.
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Confessions of a Teenage Drama King...: monte
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Thursday, February 18, 2010. I make a wish on a star at night. The brightest star that's in the sky. Only to have realized. That it was just a satellite". My dream is to have a perfect day. A perfect day spent with people whom I love, and who love me back. Sometimes, when you are just about to feel happy. Reality comes knockin' on your door, pulling you back to earth. Perhaps all it wants you to realize is that life is indeed a yoyo. Like full of ups and downs. Thus, this is just another. Yes, its him.
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Confessions of a Teenage Drama King...: Ahoy July.
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Sunday, July 4, 2010. My days without you are so dark,. So long, so gray,. My days without you are so absurd,. So bitter, so tough,. My days without you,. My days without you don't have nights,. If someone appears,. It's useless to sleep,. My days without you are an excess,. The hours don't have a beginning, or end. So short of air,. So filled with nothing,. Trash on the floor,. Flies in the house. My days without you are like a sky,. Without silvery moons,. Nor traces of the sun,. That always repeats,.
