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♥ princess

``PEICHING.
``legally 19.
``25/04/1990.
``SHATEC; DTM0707(B).
``HAPPILY ATTACH-ED.


♥ WANTS

`` To See PANDA in China.
`` South Africa Trip.
`` Back To Cambodia.
`` HOLIDAYS! (:
`` plenty of MONEY.
`` get my diploma.
`` BURBERRY bag.
`` WONDERFUL 21st B'DAE


♥ Rawrr



♥ BFF

legolasTEO*nephew ♥
mrTAN ((:
SIying ♥
♥ yan ping
amalina ♥
triciaKER ♥
shirleyLEE ♥
haroldTAN ((:
gabrielCHAN ((:
raihana ♥
nysa ♥
qistina (:
ida (:
cecilia (:
HUANmin (:
GERALDINE ♥
JURRELtoh ♥
MELISSA tan ♥


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Thursday, July 3, 2008
♥i love you. (:


super duper wuper tired. wth. ):

starting outlet for my first week. it's only the FIRST week. and i was suffering like one kind. ): it's so tough to be standing for 8hours. yes, it so freaking long. imagine you were sleeping and your leg is still very painful,. yes, VERY. i dont understand why do tourism student have to do all this kind of shit thing. isnt we tourism? sigh. it's so unfair. i hate it. i hate working like a free albour and yet they still can order us like one maid. wtf.

i thought for a couple of days, my kneecap will be much more alright. no! it getting swollen and painful everytime i bend down. ): *getting old* lol. and looking at the blueslip in my wallet, which remind me, xray soon, girl. i guess melissa was right. i'm too afriad to face the truth. even though they say, i will be alright. i cant be so sway. but hey, it's my leg. imagine the scar. imagine those pain i have to go through. it's really a torture. melissa have been really a sweet girl. she went to internet, again to research about this illness. i guess, usually it can be cure. just give me some time to face it. t just came too suddenly.

anyway, back to banquet today. i changed shift with waishan. ROARS* i thought it gonna be slack. chey! completely not. i still work like one coolies over there. whatever. may this 3 months end faster. totaly of of 76days i think. minus away my sunday offday. roars. it sucks totally. sigh. ): planning to go oversea to relax myself before operations. but i think, the school wont approved. whatever. ):

i guess outlet life make me totally unhappy. meet up with siying today. (: we have tea over talks. nice and i love her so much. she tend to give me those courage as well. peiching, you are not alone. plan to visit koh this sunday. see how. (: sigh. i felt so out of appetitize this couple of days. shit. ); lalala.

i love my dear. i wonder why am i missing him more and more. how much i hope we can meet up like real soon. i love you. i got no courage to go outlet tml. sigh. ): lalala. i love you.