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15 POINTS FOR L1R4 FOR O LEVELS! :D
a new bag
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mango tee
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naval piercing
little miss tee
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♥ Tuesday, June 26, 2007 7:36 PM

rahhs..im listening to photo by ryan cabrera and crying. =/ i just feel so emo.

A photo can say a thousand things
But it can't say the million things i wanna say
A photo can capture the way we were
But it can't capture the way we are
Cause you're far away

What it's like to know you
What it's like to touch you, yeah

When you told me that you loved me
Were those just words?
You cant tell me you don't need me
And i know that hurts
Cause im looking at your picture
Cause its all i've got
Maybe one day you and me will have
One more shot

Timing lost minutes and moments
Yeah i might be lonely girl
But im not afraid
In a second it all comes right back to me
No nothings forgotten now
Yeah everythings saved

What its like to touch you
What its like to know you, Yeah

When you told me that you loved me
Were those just words?
You cant tell me you dont need me
And i know that hurts
Cause im looking at your picture
Cause its all i've got
Maybe one day you and me will have
One more shot

You were my life
You were my faith
You gave me hope everyday

When you told me that you loved me
Were those just words?
You cant tell me you dont need me
And i know that hurts
Cause im looking at your picture
Cause its all i've got
Maybe one day you and me will have
One more shot

the whole school went to watch freedom writers today, at first i felt it was dumb! cuz its like so many heads turn and see us.. feel so weird... - . - ZZZ
but the show is really very inspiring. it made me erms..cry.. :X i feel so emo liaos, see people die on the screen just makes me feel like crying. its like i also could understand how they feel lahs!
it made me wonder if im insignificant. T . T

its like every single day, people are dying, with valid or no valid reasons. Be it commit suicide, died of hunger, drowned, car crash, got shot, got stabbed, got erms.. bombed?!, aeroplane crash, helicopter crash, died maybe cuz someone hates him/ her. sighs.

it makes me think...maybe my sis's death aint that big deal anyway. =/ but i still love and miss her alot. ]=
i don't know why when i heard this sentence over the radio today, i really felt really sad! "When you told me that you loved me, Were those just words?"

sighs. maybe love is just a word. =/