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That Lolli Lover


Yan Ling :D .
10/04/1985 .
24 .
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I want to be slim.
I want to be happy.
I want to love myself mre.

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Sunday, 22 July 2007

Dear Diary ♥

when i think alot, i start to blog a number of times in a day..haiz..suddenly feel like crying jus now n now as well.wat is happening to me??????!!!!!!!!!jus went for a drink at the coffeeshop at the back with a fren staying near me...its jus a few blks away n we drove there.kinda weird huh..anyway its been a long time since i met up with him n i needed to leave my hse for a while so y not.almost cried in front of him when he keep questioning me.but he saw the tears in my eyes tat is almost about to fall n he immediately stop.n i had to force back the tears that is already there.he keep having doubts tat how can it be possible for me to sink so deep within two wks...but i really did.neither do i wan tis to happen..but it already did happened...how can i explain for tis?i am stupid?gullible?emotional?he told me if i really cant get over it..go hme n slit my wrist then call for the ambulance..such a weird thing to hear it frm my fren.but i wont do it...if i wanted to do it i would have done it one month ago n not now.left two days to choose my fyp.haiz..hope i dun make the wrong selection..i scared i get a shitty prof as well as a shitty project.but all is left to fate..heaven haven been treating me tat gd..jus pray tat tis time it will treat me better..

*Every tear tells a story*

*Sometimes I wish I could fast forward to see if it was even worth it*

*She looks in the mirror as she wipes away her running mascara and whispers Im so stupid.*


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