i fuck hate you.

i want to make up.
i want family, friends, girlfriends, primary school friends.
i want things to be like they were before but without th first of every month,
i desperately want to throw sand in your face. down your throat, up your nose.

tmr's th seventh. >:(

just like what we would be.

little clique outing yesterday.
and i meant that mignon and jeremy didn't go, not mignon and siling.
lol.
die, that guy who put sand down my throat and up my nose.
i hope you get swept away by th waves. >:/

siling, i want th pictures!

idk what t say, but sorry.

waiting for your call

little gmc outing tmr, cuz mignon & siling not going. >:/

i waited so long today. >:/

i like cheezels. >:)

& i was born to tell you i love you.

& i finished 2 bottles and a small little packet of apple juice today.
i am so going to get over-appled or whatever disease. -.-

HIHS' people came over today, what a lovely bunch. :)

co is lovely when there's loads of people around to produce music together.