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Saturday, October 21, 2006
Went out this afternoon with fiona to vivo city at the habour front. Its freaking crowded. But at least i got to see what i want to wear for my graduation night. forever 21 is love ! HAHA. Went around the big malls to get yiting's birthday gifts and we got it! i was standing infront of the glass panel of guess looking at some watches and talking to the air, cause fiona was walking away which i didn't know.
After which we meet our darlings for dinner at marina south and i saw my cousin. We didn't said hi cause we barely recognize each other as we meet annually...
Hopped into the arcade and played the car racing game. i'm the first. XD
So tired, once again, i'm like 1/2 broke.


can i just say : hey, to be frank, i really hate you bitch. zzz
so obvious I CAN'T.
they say i'm crazy, i really am.

when will we ever meet again? after 2500 years? i doubt so..
cus' we are stepping out of each other's life.
so far...

10:14 AM
 i stayed up nightsuntil the stars leave the skies.



reach my prismic soul.

Joey Wan
250890
VESPERIAN' i am.
i fly & shine with my mates
You'r on my heart just like a tattoo.
xoxo.


Unconditional desires.

To Tibet.


travel.


Make an Online Now Count



hear me.

Now Playing : Teardrops On My Guitar.

By : Taylor Swift.



Those words.


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