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the.girl


Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
today suddenly had a strong urge to eat MAC.
weird right? those who know me will get a shock as well. HAH. 'cause i usually won't get so hyper over fastfood. i'm not a health freak by the way, but it's just that junk food makes me FAT..........so i might as well take proper traditional food:).
after tham's paper, i told ruth:"let's have mac for breakfast!!!!"
she must be thinking:"-.-"
we had hotcakes with sausage. she was amazed by my humongous appetitite this morning. i had only left half of the hotcake.......i think i added too much syrup.
ate halfway and saw that the sky was turning dark, then it was pouring!!!
shit! no umbrella!

took a detour home from the bus stop just to get as much shelter as possible from the rain.
walled past the multi-purpose hall.
brought those heart-wrenching memories back to my mind.
my aunt was sleeping over there, in the coffin.
i miss her...............................................................she never woke up since then.

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