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♡ one sting and you'll be singing as your soul ascends.
Friday, June 26, 2009, 8:24 PM
My a-quarter-open eyelids already proved that I'm yearning a sleep.
But its far too early for bedtime. Plus, mom and dad will yell at me for being sucha "proper" teenager. I don't know what am I tired of. Frankly, I didn't leave a weight more than a kilo today and have been sitting for most of the day.
My fingers feel numb even typing right now. Aigoo, I guess I'll rest for a while after dinner and if I have my left charged energy, I'll probably wake up later dee.
Well, then, goodnight blov-vers.
Fina.