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my hands around your throat, i think i hate you.
Saturday, October 25, 2008 2:17 AM



best describes my mood for the today. the main reason is because i'm broke. somehow i deserve it. no one asked me to spend all of my money.


i feel even sadder because mira made me feel like a complete loser/failure!
:( then again, i've always been the loser when it comes to this. other than that, i'm always a winner. right mira right? haha.

on a lighter note, i look forward to seeing them whenever i reach home!

adorable righttttttt? hahaha. okay, i wanna go to bed because i've got work tomorrow. work sucks, i know, you know, we know. but what to do? neither me nor my mother is a millionaire.

Lotsoflove, S.