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greetings from italy
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Thursday, December 16, 2004
tyme:4pm
venue:my rm on my bed.
feeling:im..sad.ARGGHHH!!! y u?!
listening: i hate everything about u..y do i love u?-story of d year.
yeay!!niari end of SANA course.thank god all passed.yahoo!N oscar released us earlier.makaseh.leh jumpe dier.jln2 kt CP.boring~k ar ade new shop.same old stuffs.nice..but noe $$.so no talking.
i mean.part of it my fault.damn.did i shout dat farking loud in my mind?sampai leh dgr bdk tu.i was angry AT YOU!!!deal wit it diYana.juz bear wit it.wait.u too is at fault,dude.neh...4get it.k?
k ta-ta.
l'amore, il Dee 12/16/2004 10:24:00 PM
owner
Diyana aka Dee.
sixteen.
single.
school leaver.
email.
missy_frenzy@hotmail.com
adore.
food(yes,that general.all halal.understood ah.),photography,DIY stuffs,music(any genre thats please my ears),boys(how obvious?),socialize with people of other countries,dA(woohoo!).
abhor.
being totally money-less,being unintendedly rude to my OldLady,Mtv(sometimes.)
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