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fi - like a woman scorned.
7th October 1988 - a star
is born. paranoid android. online since 2003, here you'll read about her daily spasms, visual spreads of close loves and a tinge of artworks from time to time. welcome to her humble abode.

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Monday, July 25, 2005

hello i'm blur cock, you are?

first it's my friends' photos cum wallpapers, then pornography and now music from god-knows-where?! stop sucking up the computer's memory with your stupid downloads larh. if you guys ever run out of genres to listen to, try these!
hawaiian - carribean dream
hawaiian - tahiti drums
buddha bar - yoga zone
buddha bar - tibet project
ddr - samba de janeiro
spring break music - cancun party mix (which is my favourite. ironic bitch.)

this morning one vending machine swallowed my one dollar and ten cents and i'm still pissed about it. it's one of those rare few ones which has minute maid's limeade. almost threw a fit and kicked the machine hard siak. tis is it, vending machines are taboo. they have always been. cept for those which offers 'dial-a-coke'. besok aku nak dial-a-limeade seblom gi lecture. my n7250i went missing. jaja misplaced it, but she claimed my mum confiscated it from her earlier and forgot where she hid it. so whose fault issit now ar? it went missing for almost a week now, and i, the righful owner, just found out only today. great. it's a bloody old berkerak fone but still, i bought it wit my own money and was planning to sell it at my own expense. before my mom foolishly decide to let jaja carry a handphone. siak uhh. carry pager suda la kalau tak tau jaga hp.

my lecoqsportif bag also went missing. i don't mind if my bro wants to use it but it's a women's bag for goodness sake. and can't he atleast, at the very least, ask for my permission first?! this is the problem when you have no older sisters to share your stuffs with and have to resort to your brother instead. elder brothers are less considerate and responsible. they think what's yours is theirs and not vice versa. or worse, extend the loan to their friends after that. and when that happens, i can forget about getting them back. like what happened to the brown adidas bag i once had. god knows where it is now. maybe i should start buying really cute flowery pinky bags from now on. shithead.

joo and bib, please buy these earings from me soon because i cant resist calling them by your names. they just look like you both, respectively. five bucks only lah, bloody kemuts. before i sell them in school for double the price. and nys and sha, this is an indirect reminder, thank you.


hi meet bib. she likes to wear bright colours and the yellow beads suits her skin perfectly, dun u tink?

and meet joo! (like how many black outfits do u have altogether now?)

i hope i can wake up by 9 tmr. or i'll lose the kissing bet. wahahah. kissing bets are so fun. a thrilling form of motivation.




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