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Call me red hair or pam or monkey or whatever blah blah blah.
seriously im going thru a 'FML' stage now , but dramas owaes pwn em all :D
Lastly im a sucker for red stuff
yeaya. Treat me Nice, I'll treat you Nicer. Don't step on mine when I didn't step on :}yours!
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Date posted: Sunday, May 17, 2009;
Time started: 5:20 PM
Posted by: c0kE
im not feeling good now.
lol its just not even 24hour apart :/
anyway i had some super duper oily udon mee for lunch and the whole plastic bag is stained
with oil like how a pad is stained with blood.
FUCK, can u imagine how much fats have gone done to my flat tummy.
and it made me felt so uncomfortable.
no wonder no body was buying, i was wondering why it looked so seductive, delicious and
yet nobody is even bothering to stand and look.
THE OIL. THE OH IEEE ELL.
since im not in a good mood it means ice cream day leading to calorie intake.
i'd get a bnj ice cream later :(
for dinner.
canyoumakemehateyouplease.ARGH.