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Sunday, August 06, 2006

finally, i've changed my blogskin. thanks to my sis, she did this skin herself. =*) took a long time to edit this blog, but still failed to insert the song i wanted.

went to my grandma house in the noon. studied a little but was tired and was so bored there, so i napped for many hours. after that woke up at 7 plus, took dinner and daddy drove us home from east coast as soon as possible so i could continue revising my combined science practical test tmr. trying my best to understand, just done with the revision.

pleaded my parents for me to go school on the speech day. that was the day when i go abroad to hongkong. they nag and nag, say we wouldn't have spare time. they'd let me go, only if i could come home on time. countdown; two days more. I'D MISS YOU.

words are singing in my mind.
that's what you've said.
i hope it's true.
i'd rather be standing on the sidelines,
than to know it ain't true.




10:50 PM



The♥Witch

ABRACADABRA
I'm real like that.

W for WENDY
Seventeen, SecondFeb.
She writes her stories on papers, To remind people of the timid her . Her expressive mind and delicate life, Problems come and they go within time. She takes her chances and waits, For everything to fall into place. Mistakes shall never be repeated twice, Move on quick and live on the life.

I ain't conceited, I'm just Awesome.
&This is my story.

It ain't so lively here.

Wendy Ashley




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