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love is a riddle.
untold story

G; Lips that taste of tears,
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Thursday, January 04, 2007

♥ SWELTERING SUN.


i must say that today's orientation was much better.
at the very least, i talked and made friends. that'll do.
i hated the discipline talk, who wouldnt? it's kinda solely
because the person giving the talk, mr **** lim is such
a great bragger. really darn annoying i tell you.
"i was a top debater in my college. and i also majored in
english. so dont bother trying to argue your way out if
you're late. i've seen all kinds of excuses and have been
able to out-talk every one of it."
spare me, pretty please.

today's harvest? a very horrendous tan. uneven, t-shirt tan.
darn. they made us stay in the sun for far too long.
it was alright when we were having games. but we had to sit
in the burning sun, when it was at its hottest, and wait for
them to teach us the MI dance as well as get us partnered and
all while the leaders, they just sat in the shaded grandstand.
how nice yeah?

last day of orientation tomorrow. like hooray!
get it over and done with. i just want lessons.
school's gonna end very late tmr. sigh. i'd be drained again.

look at kristle's small lil' teddy bears book ((:






- thanksgiving action (:


- lovely blooper :DD
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i'm falling asleep anytime, everywhere.



unraveled @ 9:55 PM