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INFORMATION
thy blog owner.
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I am strawberry and my husband is blueberry. He's my fourth husband because the previous ones' were made into yogurt. My house is the tree and my food is cow dung. I heard I am going to be made into yogurt too so maybe I'll meet my husbands in someone's stomach soon.

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TAGBOARD
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AFFILIATES
the big big world.
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REMINISCENCE
flashbacks.
  • April 2007
  • May 2007
  • June 2007
  • July 2007
  • August 2007
  • September 2007
  • October 2007
  • November 2007
  • December 2007
  • January 2008
  • February 2008
  • March 2008
  • April 2008
  • May 2008
  • June 2008
  • July 2008
  • August 2008
  • September 2008
  • October 2008
  • November 2008
  • December 2008
  • January 2009
  • February 2009
  • March 2009
  • May 2009


  • CREDITS
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    Monday, April 21, 2008
    Title :
    Time : 3:30:00 PM

    i dunno why but i'm super irritated.
    lyk, now.
    because of SOME people who have been trying to make mY lyf difficult
    however, i shall ignore them & carry on with my work.
    my work is to study.
    & to NANTHINI :)) who provided me with the support,
    THANKS,
    REALLY, THANKS A LOT.
    I REALLY APPRECIATE IT :)
    & i just dun feel lyk it luh,
    so,can u stop asking?
    irritating me.
    i can forgive but never forget.
    but in this case i dun even tink i can forgive.
    & tt whole tym i was talking to her, after opening up everything,
    i feel soo much better.
    all the things can now click into place.
    hi. bye.
    & tt's it.
    u made do everything.
    u pulled me into everything,
    it's all your fault
    & i dun care how bad u feel because u deserve to feel that way after all that u have done.
    i asked u to stop, but u did not listen.
    & i dun tink i can ever trust u,
    because,
    once trust is lost, can never be won back.
    NEVER, EVER.
    & i've lost my trust in u.
    for wat u did, i get blamed.
    & i tink i should start anew.
    forget everything that has happened & be happy.
    become like how i was two years ago, a happy girl.
    & i shall throw all these bad memories back & start anew.
    i will nvr forgive/forget.