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Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Not YOUR average woman, boys

Have I been a meanie to guys all this while, or am I just being wise & (too) straight-forward (however bitter) towards them all? Slapping truth after all the flirtatious/scandalous conversations. Mhmm. An authentic example of how a vixen's like, am I? Oh who cares. You've all fallen on the wrong target, it seems.

Your pain, my thrill- have you ever heard of that? Sounds sick, but I LOVE the phrase. Yeah, one of the principles that I hold on to for decades. Tsk

. . .

Happy schooling to all. Happy decaying at home to me. Fine, I need a bleeding job to tide over freaking time, ugh. Hunting for one sooooooooooooon, so goodbye!

P.S: I love this song! It's so meaningful! Faved since 290409 months ago. Then I sang with Isa. Those were the times. :(

P.P.S: 'My new year resolution is for u to go to the course u really want to get into and be happy in it'. So sweet right, wtf?!! Okay I swear I'm deeply touched with that, nasri. (I didnt type this for nth, y'know) Thanks a lotttttttttttttttt okay :) Rest assured I will, yay. Same goes to other new year well-wishers (particularly lovely you! and close college friends too).

P.P.P.S: WTF ili wants me to meet her during her breaks, like around 11-12pm. I WANT but I don't have the heart to go there, no. So no. I'm sorry, best friend :( After college hours okay b. Sayang kau <3

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Diana H.
Jan 8, 1990

xo,