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Monday, August 06, 2007, 11:20 pm
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otw to sch in the morning, i finally saw that 6pm-thursday-boy! hell, he's cute. but not as cute as the lucky plaza waiter. hahaa! and how could i forget to type this? someone gave me a stalk of daisy! omg, i was happy! i love daisies especially when they are red and white. so pretty! and ooh, i felt ugly in school. there's this one pretty girl sitting beside me in clinical lab. and being myself, i couldn't help turning my head to look at her face over and over again. she has nice eyes and nice nose bridge. in other words, i was quite mesmerized or caught in awe by her beauty. now, i don't feel ugly but i feel much, uglier. hehhhaa. tomorrow, sch starts at 5 and ends by 6. i'm cutting my hair again on wednesday. yes, stephen. i AM bloody cutting my hair again this wednesday for the bloody fucking THIRD time in four weeks'. why? firstly, i fucking hate my hair. secondly, i'm itching to cut it. third, i'm fucking fed-up with things. (:

you just wait for it, yeah.? Here are the many many much of the random pics taken on baybeats.




















i want some viceroys, dammit!!