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Monday, July 21, 2008 12:40 PM


-VOLLEYBALL BABES-
this pictures were taken 2 weeks back when my mates and i decided to play Volleyball for our sports day. giggles. it was a new experience for me. darn the ball is so hard.
seriously i hate being under the sun but it was all worth it cos i was having so much fun playing. it was hard initially but shariffa taught me a few pretty useful tips to keep the ball from toppling down. we cam-whored too. that was always the mega HIGHLIGHT of the day. school isn't that sucky after all. i do not drag my feet to school much cos i look forward to have fun in schoolie with my lab friends. it helps me to relief myself from home issues sometimes. thanks for being so ubberliciously FUN mates.
hearts you peeps so dearly.

-LOST-
yuppers. yeah it always seem to be taken place at home. everybody seem to be very dependent on me. im like the solution key to all their problems and im just very exhausted. its like im starting to pretend to be happy and im always uttering "YES" to everybody commands.
shasha do this, shasha help me with that..
im really cool with it but im never appreciated for things that i do.
call me over-sensitive or emotional but this is how i really feel.
i don't need credits for helping anybody.
i just need appreciation.
or just some company when im alone or gloomy.

-msg to B-
B thanks for helping me out with everything.
i know you'll probably say im not troubling you at all but i still can't help but feeling bad about it. the chat we had yesterday, really melt me away. you've sacrificed alot for me.
you and mama are my piler of strength and without the 2 of you, my life would have been meaningless. i would have walked away from my life and lived astray from everybody. i would have never be able to love myself again if it weren't for you.
im not going to care what anybody says about you cos i think i know you better than anyone else. so all you MOFO PSYCHO PEEPS dun you dare judge others before even knowing them. you aren't perfect. pple do change if you trust and motivate them.

oh wellies.
off now.
cheerios.

shasha





dear diary.




What if you took a nap and during that nap,
You dreamt!
And what if In your dream,
You went up to heaven!
While you were there, You plucked a strange and beautiful flower. And What if you woke up and found that you had that flower in you hand?
Ah, what then?



I need you.


“need some gifts?”
“yes!”


without a single word.


Just a small town girl living in big dreams and hopes

went away.


BBY-Ross
BBY-Ray
Azy
shafik
Idah
Debbie
CK
Munting
RIRI
Aishah
LadyDice
gina
Chun
Joanne
Mida
Yati
Maxine
BIMBOmeez
fateen
naney
Ary
RAWR!
Kate
rachell
Jac
Rai
Kurt
Maizura
Emily