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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
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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
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008

I'm done with texting, "sorry for the miscommunication".

So freaking tired.


I love those super funny and kind singaporeans. Like the woman who sheltered me with her umbrella when the roads and streets were flooded and it was pouringgg. And then she said "I'm not wearing my shoes. My NEW SHOES. *with a sad face", and we both saw that she was barefoot and burst out laughing. Haha. So kind please.


&hello xinyi, i miss talking to you! Talked today during elective SS and omg, we have obsessions with SnakeII. :D Try to beat 1579, TRYLATRYLA:DDD. Ohman, I ran from that long wooden bench to try to touch a branch of the tree and guess what! I fell down. And abigail could. Wthh abigail! D:
You don't deserve it-- at all.