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Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Ego-induced homosapiens

One-liner message. Laidback tone. What does it show?

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I didn't enjoy shopping at all just now. Now what are the odds of diana not enjoying a splurging trip with her beloved mother? I was bloody cranky till mum got her mind-scanning mode on & asked me 1001 questions, god. Give me a break. I.cannot.hold.this.facade.anymore.do.you.get.me?

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And I saw ariff, but I pulled a long face. Gee, he must be thinking that I'm bloody arrogant, tsk. Right. How random can I get.
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On a brighter note, yesterday's outing to town's loved, right ili? Diana's like a damsel in distress, haha. In just a couple of hours, I got myself two zara(kids) t-shirts plus a floral dress(my belated bday present from ili!), while ili got cute briefs from cotton-on, tsk. Headed to borders to browse around & oh goodness golly, those paperchase stuffs are like a must-grab! Orgasmic.

Thanks for such a wonderful day, you bitch! Swoons.

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Gotta meet liyana soon. It's been too long since we last met, oh my god.

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Diana H.
Jan 8, 1990

xo,
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