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What if i died tomorrow? That thought suddenly came into my head a few days ago and now the strange feeling's back. What if one of my buddies died tomorrow? What if my mum caught pneumonia and goes to the hospital in critical condition tomorrow? What if orio gets run over by a car? If you'd given me 24 hours to live, what would i do? Jump off a diving board to feel weightless again. Maybe one year isnt enough. But if i really, really did die tomorrow, all i can say is, death is unexpected. Finished the d...
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WHOOPEE guess what folks im back. I honestly have no idea what ive been doing these few days because ive not been studying but neither have i been clicketyclacking away on the computer. I guess its all because of my recent trip to the library (read: MORE BOOKS! And my brother's incredibly smart move of buying a 1000 piece puzzle. So basically. ive been making puzzles and reading books. Introducing. the kitchen aka the cookie manufacturing factory! At least they looked good! And the claw-ey looking thing?
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I AM SO RESTLESS I COULD KILL MYSELF. You know, one should never tell their poor cooped-up-at-home, overdosed-on-mugging sixteen year old daughter that the family's going out to town for dinner on a nice, boring, drizzly saturday evening unless THEY REALLY INTEND TO DO SO. Yeah, okay, so that happened and now im feeling DAMN BORED. Like I could be shopping right now, but no, im blogging. Aye but I guess I cant blame them. My brother suddenly got stomachache then must rush to doctor. I shall type it for y...
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Okay strange post title, I know, but Franz Ferdinand has been stuck in my head ever since I heard it this morning on rebekah's apple speakers. As in, Apple speakers. Not apple speakers. Jubilate yesterday with Jaime rebekah perlyn and. jaime's sister. CC, I swear i could hear you from where i was sitting (which isnt very near the front) and zixin WAHH cello so cool ya! I liked that cello part in the second piece. And this time rebekah drew lots and ended up sitting with. Only perlyn is far far away again.
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Damien Rice is thought-provoking. Apparently, just like the English speech I delivered on Tuesday on Generation Y, according to The English Teacher but I'm convinced shes biased. Before I spoke, she said, "I expect FIREWORKS, Danielle" and gave me The Evil Eye. Actually she just stares at me above her spectacles which she wears very low down (like a granny) and I think that she thinks the look she's giving me is frighteningly stern. 24 episodes, 24 chapters covered! You mean I give out that kind of vibe?
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You know I think im suffering from some kind of Prison Break withdrawal symptoms. Can't the US of A show it any faster? I AM ABOUT TO DIE HERE. I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED. And I was thinking about the show on the way home on the bus again such that I ALMOST MISSED MY STOP. Thank goodness someone else had pressed the bell! Otherwise would have sped RIIIIIGHT past. And I would have to walk further home in the damned rain. SEXYBACK. Haha. Ann's. Sunset from da beach. Sunset from the kelong. No kidding....
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Safe in a crazy world. Oh, and if you somehow have extra five hundred dollars to spare, please visit the sngs art gallery. It's all for a good cause :). I'm not going to tell you which painting's mine; it's too embarrassing. I HATE YOU, SINGNET! TMD Singnet SUCKS. My broadband keeps failing and I havent been online in the last two days. Oh well. Lets start off with some pictures. Since I scanned some NYE pictures for the Lees, I must as well put them up. This picture is here for one reason only:. Also, I...
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I love the sound of you walking away. Earcandy: 'The sky, it bleeds a blackened tear. '. Ahh Striped shirt and padlock, what i found after fruitful digging in my cupboard(s) and wardrobe. Apparently the striped shirt used to be too big for me but now I kind of grew into it. Okay I kind of grew into liking striped shirts, because I am destined NOT to grow physically. I cant wait for Tag Paintball on sunday. Here's a convenient link. My cousin May, my Godmother, my Mother). Godma: maybe they havent got hom...
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On love, in sadness. Fingers numb. I think i played guitar too long again, but i cant be bothered to do physics, really, even though i pledged that the moment i set foot at home i would start physics, lunch, bath or not. I think ive got a splinter in my index. why so pain. cannot type aaaaghwpaunfjegarjh. It's barely a day to the final-year-exams and what am i doing? Which is true. Once the exams are over my mum wouldnt give a shit. Holy crap, wait. IVE GOT CHINESE O LEVELS! Kids these days are so vulgar!
