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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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January 2008
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May 2008
June 2008
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ME. kynzgerl
CODES. manikka
BRUSHES. 1 2
IMAGES. 1 2
The 2 paper heart: moargh.de
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Monday, June 23, 2008

Oh manzxs why did they have to band chinese class?
And why did I have to get into long laoshi's class?!
Ughhh, I am so gonna fail chinese. ^^!

Why not just band allll the freaking classes then.



School can be ohsoboring sometimes.
I really wanna live a carefree lifeeee!
One with family and loads of friends, where everything's perfect.



Tomorrow's StJohn day, which means...
I have to walk around school in full uniform.
Hmm. Super Ohno. But I'll get over it.

I think I'll get outta here
Where I can run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill
You keep makin' me ill
-Pink