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Tuesday, July 22, 2008 @ Tuesday, July 22, 2008
born to be happy-go-lucky

hey lovely's.
ma blog is so dead
i really gotta do somethang bout it or else
the next thang i know a irritating buzz from ma babe's mouth
and there's really somethang i need to confess here.

i'm really dammn sorry khai that i couldn't accept your love.
i've cross ma heart that i'll never fall inlove again
perhaps in a few months time ..but not now.
i do jones for guys ..but not getting into relationships.
i'm in a happy-go-lucky kind of mood.
i hope you understand me, it will be muchhh appreciate(:

to slutty shasha: donte mind me posting that, do you?
donte give a damn bout it alright(: love ya muahs.

darn it! i am so craving to shop! i can no longer hold ma feet stand still!
gosh i fcuking gotta get that dress from Forever 21 and that patent bag.
gotta buy gotta buy ..ladies!we got work to do here toodles!

imma rule:
"When you see your crush at a party, make up an excuse to walk past him,
but donte look at him as you walk by. Then after you pass him, look back to see if
he's watching you. If he catches you looking, even betta!"

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Uchiha Itachi; "People live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true. That's how they define "reality". But what does it mean to be "correct" or "true"? Merely vague concepts ... their "reality" may all be a mirage. Can we consider them to simply be living in their own world, shaped by their beliefs?"