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freak tish world sucks i hate those hyprocrite man when did tish world bcome like tish anyw i m not talking abt any1 specifically 2day in fact a lot tish world just isnt true lor wat the hell where does pple just grow up without naiveness sianx... tish world truly sux anyw i still wan to say for those who dun like the contents of my blog then get lost man i no need ur eyes my blog just dun nid anyw still same old thing tish world sux man!
was kind of pissed of by some pple 2dae!!!1 st the always who pissed mi off the same old person i believe most of euu noe who and hor at least she realise her mistakes , i m so "wow"!anyw nothing special to talk abt her except she done some serious backstabbing which cox mii some loss of marks or shld i say a"LOT" and HELL LOT!!!
just managed to finish the story book i have been reading for the past few days...1st to die. touched as well as sadden by the ending but tat was life unlike the media series, unrealistic giving hopes to those victims out there. 1st to die was realli true relationships, dun always have a nice ending like we always see in those unrealistic television programmes they all come out with nice and happy ending which will never happen to real life...giving those unrealistic hopes...
here are some pics taken the past few days, have no mood in describing any of them but all i can say is i love taking pictures....so wat bad news is tat i might b losing some things in my hand dun feel right tish few days confused, paranoid, frusttrated arghhh i just hate to say tat i hate it i hate all those stuffs hypocritics, sense of loss if i realli lose it i can onli say i m bak to square one then no choice i have no mood now dun talk to mii just let nature take it s course forget abt it i m just crapping tats all i noe anyw sasy farewell to mr tan!HAPPY TREACHERS' DAY ! and so long no mood here dun blame mii....




