(Sep 22, 2006)
KIMBERLY TANG'S BIRTHDAY IS OVER! HOPE SHE DID ENJOYED HER DAY. LOVES.
THE END OF HER BIRTHDAY MEANS THE STARTING OF ANOTHER BIRTHDAY.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST BITCH, YUMI PONG SIOW SIN.
THANKS FOR EVERYTHING.
LOVES LOVES.
GONNA SNEAK OUT FROM CLASS JUST TO SEE U IN BLOCK SIX.
NO MORE SELF PROCLAIMED TOILET BREAKS.
NO MORE READING EACH OTHER MIND AND LOOKING AT EACH OTHER IN CLASS.
NO MORE LAUGHING OUT LOUD IN CLASS.
NO MORE SEEING YOU FALL DOWN IN CLASS.
NO MORE RANTING.
NO MORE DISTURBING AND IRRITATING THE CLASS TOGETHER.
BUT MORE MISSING.
MORE SMSES.
MORE RUNNING OUT OF CLASS JUST TO SEE EACH OTHER.
MORE "AWWWWWWWWW" WHEN WE SEE EACH OTHER.
MORE RANTING TO DO IN MSN.
MORE FUCKTARDS, MORE BLOODY BASKET.
I LOVE YOU. BITCH.
Just when everything has come to an end, I read more bloody boiling stuffs.
Fuck you man! Literally only.
I can't believe it man.
Woos.
Don't tell me it's the same old "F____T" again.
FUCK.
Once a week.
Fuck. Double FUCK. TRIPLE FUCK.
JUST FUCK YOU.
It's more than being angry and frustrated.
It's plain saddness.
Joshua ask me,
"why are you so emotional? you're someone who can be close friend to anyone and in the end, you get hurt. silly girl"
He knows me just like his brother. But too bad. He's leaving as soon as the papers are done.
I love Voon as well.
"that's all i ask for."
That's all WE ask for.
I love you, you love me.
Do call me for more crying seesion over the phone.
Loves girl.
THE END OF HER BIRTHDAY MEANS THE STARTING OF ANOTHER BIRTHDAY.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST BITCH, YUMI PONG SIOW SIN.
THANKS FOR EVERYTHING.
LOVES LOVES.
GONNA SNEAK OUT FROM CLASS JUST TO SEE U IN BLOCK SIX.
NO MORE SELF PROCLAIMED TOILET BREAKS.
NO MORE READING EACH OTHER MIND AND LOOKING AT EACH OTHER IN CLASS.
NO MORE LAUGHING OUT LOUD IN CLASS.
NO MORE SEEING YOU FALL DOWN IN CLASS.
NO MORE RANTING.
NO MORE DISTURBING AND IRRITATING THE CLASS TOGETHER.
BUT MORE MISSING.
MORE SMSES.
MORE RUNNING OUT OF CLASS JUST TO SEE EACH OTHER.
MORE "AWWWWWWWWW" WHEN WE SEE EACH OTHER.
MORE RANTING TO DO IN MSN.
MORE FUCKTARDS, MORE BLOODY BASKET.
I LOVE YOU. BITCH.
Just when everything has come to an end, I read more bloody boiling stuffs.
Fuck you man! Literally only.
I can't believe it man.
Woos.
Don't tell me it's the same old "F____T" again.
FUCK.
Once a week.
Fuck. Double FUCK. TRIPLE FUCK.
JUST FUCK YOU.
It's more than being angry and frustrated.
It's plain saddness.
Joshua ask me,
"why are you so emotional? you're someone who can be close friend to anyone and in the end, you get hurt. silly girl"
He knows me just like his brother. But too bad. He's leaving as soon as the papers are done.
I love Voon as well.
"that's all i ask for."
That's all WE ask for.
I love you, you love me.
Do call me for more crying seesion over the phone.
Loves girl.