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Daddy's girl. <3
Eight Feb. Nineteen.
MBS. TKGS. SAJC. TP, Business.
Ballerian. TK Dancer. SAJC Dancer. TP Dancer.
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Friday, September 2

lalalaas. finally! the holidays. whees.
okayys. i know. it's for me to study. but still, i need a break. hahaas. i always need one. so yeas. that's beside the point. sad case.

uh, it's been months since i last blogged. i'm just lazy laa. though loads happened. and things aren't like the past, i just have to move on. i mean what can i do.

one thing that is worth being happy about. we have been together for eight months. and my parents know about it. they kind of approve. daddy told me to bring him back. yupps. ((=

i L O V E you.
i L O V E six minus one.
i L O V E my cool babe.
i L O V E my kor kor. (miss you!)

i hope that time will pass faster.
i want my freedom.
2:32:00 PM