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    • Shien.


    Yeeshien, 17.

    Attached to my sexy 唐定杰.

    Music.





    Sunday, March 01, 2009 - 10:15 PM
    Iloveyouso.

    Surprisingly, my msn worked today. People came telling me, i can see you online already. Think i don't have to reformat my computer.

    I went to Marsiling in the morning. I bought myself a new box of contact lens, my degree increased, as expected. Headed home in the afternoon. Around 4, met up with Jeslyn at Causeway Point to buy sushi and went to the area near my house. Oh ya, I saw taufik there. Jeslyn and me slacked all the way till 8 plus. Home sweet home.

    I know that you're under great pressure and stress, it's like torturing you. I'm not going through it but you, so probably i couldn't understand it that well. But, I will do anything i could, be it your listening ear, your shoulder. All i wish is things would go better for you. Your sms really made my heart aches but yet melts me.