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November 23, 2009. Let them eat cake. Never ever have only one kid. Some only children grow up to be normal, even awesome, individuals despite them being showered with unrelenting love and concern in their childhood. But chances are, your little emperor might never grow up to be anything more than an annoying, ungrateful little twat. I think we all need some cake. I do. I want December to come so bad. Ate refrigerated heart shaped cookies. Before the boat parties,. Your heart in circles.
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September 3, 2009. The Old Man and the Sea. This is Clingstone, a 103-year-old mansion set on a rock, owned by a Mr Wood. Would be a great hideaway, a great place to run to. NOW. Ate refrigerated heart shaped cookies. Before the boat parties,. Your heart in circles.
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October 30, 2009. I want to remember the places that we left, lost to the mists of time. Ate refrigerated heart shaped cookies. Before the boat parties,. Your heart in circles.
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October 28, 2009. I Think You Should Come With Me. Came across this and thought of you. It would have made a nice photo, you sitting in that small dimly-lit room, with your back to me. That tattoo on your right shoulder blade, the one that was kinda a secret. The one you got in remembrance of your first love. It was sweet, no? Ate refrigerated heart shaped cookies. Before the boat parties,. Your heart in circles.
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March 28, 2006. When all is said and done. Like all, when all is said and done, the regret is almost immediate. For you though, not me. I've got no qualms, not at all. But for you, you've got so much more. baggage. Responsibilies to uphold, people to answer to and your own conscience to face; I've got none of that. I do whatever I please and I don't quite fear repercussions though I know there ineveitably, will always be. Being the person whom you are, surely you can tell? March 27, 2006. March 24, 2006.
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September 16, 2009. This is for you. Beek: The only reason why this ever happened is cos the person wanted me to throw the box away. Ate refrigerated heart shaped cookies. Before the boat parties,. Your heart in circles.
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August 29, 2006. Just a ride its just a ride. It's 12:15am and I'm due to start doing my contract tutorial in 15 minutes' time. But first let me whine! Got my very first assignment back, and ta-da, not a very encouraging start to my legal education. Baahh! Actually I got over it already, after all, it is but the first assignment! Or perhaps this is just me finding an excuse for my own inertia and laziness. Damn apparently this is but the start of a downward spiral from 9000m in the sky :/. August 27, 2006.
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October 28, 2009. From This Is Indexed.). Sums up 7 semesters of Law School. A flurry of madness. Ate refrigerated heart shaped cookies. Before the boat parties,. Your heart in circles.
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September 29, 2006. Who's the mia one. And there are the days where there's nothing much, just shuttling between gardens and home, alternating between coffee bean and bed. its me, my mac, my crumbling v3, a caramel frappe and my plans which either fall through or which i'm too lazy to adhere to or even make. These are those days. But i'm gonna stop being a hermit). Ate refrigerated heart shaped cookies. September 22, 2006. I dont know if it's because. The crimson tide is about to be due OR. Sentosa there...
