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Me
Anne. (Pronounced Nnn, drag the letter)
Buy me an island of my very own on 28/12. I am fourteen, and 100% Singaporean. I have different personalities with different people and I dislike guessing games.

Away
Abigail! Aijia Ashley Cherlyen&Lynn Chunzhi Clairie Courtney Grace! Liwei Luanne Jiaying Kaimei Katherine Keling Kokkeong Valerie Wenhsi Wenyu Xueli Zihui

Out To Lunch
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008


ME. kynzgerl
CODES. manikka
BRUSHES. 1 2
IMAGES. 1 2
The 2 paper heart: moargh.de
SOURCE. BLOGGER BLOGSKINS IMAGESHACK
Thursday, December 20, 2007

Listening to some Sean Kingston song on 987 now.
So, well in the morning, went to collect bags with abigail.
At first, was kinda scared it was gonna be too small and all.
But its alright in the end. Its a tote bag, so yeah. :)


Ate at burger king and talked too.
My tuitions tmrw. :( Oh well, at the very least, i can learn trigo.
I WANNA learn math, just that its my old habit of hate-of-tuition.
Yes, i'm weird okay, i get it.

The Quiet World
In an effort to get people to look into each other's eyes more,
The government has decided to allot each person exactly
One hundred and sixty-seven words, per day.
When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello.
In the restaurant I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover and proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.When she doesn't respond,
I know she's used up all her words so I slowly whisper I love you,
Thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line and listen to each other breathe.

Some poem which I got from my sisters blog.
And, she got from another blogger's blog, and so on. I don't know.

Heritage time.