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♡ and so i'll pray- to breakaway.
Saturday, December 26, 2009, 6:34 PM
Last night was Christmas. A day, also when Tante Noi depart to Xi'an for their first tour night before heading to Suzhou in Tante Yaya's place, the next morning.
You see you see you see?!! Highlights: last night! Where the ambience is as romantic as having your first honeymoon. Oh, all credits you shall ask, apparently goes to Choir rehearsals. Orelse, I might have been blogging an entry. Just from a different zip code and country):
Not adding to the fire, after what Daddy have told me last night.
I really truely honestly don't know who to trust and who to ignore. Anymore.
Like I told you, I don't don' don't cry on the outside, no more. I'm trying to stick to being happy, as long as I can.