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Monday, May 21, 2007
silence is loud when all you hear is your heartbeat ;

i'm going so crazy, fed-up, irritated, annoyed, " Fill In The Blanks With The Most Appropriate Words ".

4 blooody ICA presentations
- critical thinking
- fundation of nursing
-physiology
- sociology

poly life's isn't that wonderful after all. all you have were the endless projects that suffocates ME to nowhere.

had training today, did my doublebase. woohoo. but end off with a lousy mood. haha. i'm ironic, i feel like going off with all these whatever stuffs.

i kept singing "Material Girls" everywhere i go.
And green cough syrup's no longer exist, but my cough's still alive.
i realised i'm so out of interest in everything besides my studies. argh..
it is 1am in the morning, i just came back from school & now i'm studying bio.

bless me ;

( If you did notice, my post is in a great chunk of mess with no starting, ending. just summaries of my day, so if you dont understand it, dont bother understanding it, cause' i'm lost too )

right here where you want me to ;

bye world ,

11:47 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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