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Truth is known only to its victims;
Life tells the biggest lies of all,
And draws wages from itself

Twisting Illusions

Franchesca, Ches
23 Sep 1991
SACian before
Thespian now

I gazed up above
Counting every star
With hands grasp tightly
Wishing the fire would never burn out

I called, I screamed, I yelled
Not once did you turn
Now with my faded voice
I longed for illusions

Even if it's a lie,
Tell me what i want to hear

Christine Teo

David

Esther Tay

Hui Shuang

Jasmine Foo
Jingle Bells
Justina Gay

Kel Lim
Kel Relationshits

Leon
Lynn

Rachel

Sherri Chong
Serene
Skye

Wendy

曲翔之

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Wednesday, 27 May 2009

Good..Evening! Not exactly in the perfect mood today. I've probably woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I had s stiff neck to start the day off. How sickening.
These few days, my throat is starting to get sore. Hope it doesn't breakout into a real sore throat, that would really, really suck!
What's next! I got stomach upset in the morning too! What's this! How unfortunate of me!

Hey, my mom is starting to irritate me with her daily bad mood. I wonder if something really happen that caused her horrible mood. I wanted to ask her about my primary 1 class photo, so this was the conversation.

Me: Hey MUMMY!! ^_^
Mom: *no response*
Me: Do you remember my primary one class photo?
Mom: *no response*.....*still no response*..... WHAT DO YOU WANT?! IF YOU WANT JUST SAY! DON'T STOP AND NOT SAY ANYTHING!
Me: How would I know if you remember my class photo or not? If you don't remember, then there's no point in asking already right?
Mom: JUST SAY LA!
Me: Okay. I wanted to ask if you remember where the photo is.
Mom: *no response*...........*still no response*
Me: *walks off*

End of conversation.

What the hell right? =____= Oh wells, hope her bad mood just swings off~