Hold on to the truth in your heart.

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.Sunday, February 8, 2009 ' 5:48 PM Y

This disgusting pink is for that meano izni who gives me weird looks whenever she sees me in school ):
Learn how to smile lah, dodo(: Gosh, you're gonna be 14 in afew days time and you're still so tiny? And how is it possible for you to sit in the fourth row ah?! Tskk. haha!

I'm missing so many things now :/
each time i listen to a particular song, i get reminded of someone or a particular incident and it makes me feel so ):):):

this feeling's taking contol of me

HELLO

SARANYA
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Cedar Girls'
Cedar Red Cross Youth(:
COALS; Delta'08
3P'09

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