what that don't kill malcolm, only makes you stronger.
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Saturday, July 5, 2008
I've come to realise that when I got back my friendship with *, I only got it back by status' name. By status being: friends. But we don't even act like friends. I do something, but * doesn't even reciprocate. Emo? I beg to differ. I've tried. I'm not gonna try harder because I'm not gonna force people.

Today, I've realised that each and everyone of my friends have taught me something in life.

"You taught me how to laugh and not care if people think I'm crazy."
"You taught me how to play and love. You taught me acceptance. Thank you."

And so the list goes on.

There was this pretty hilarious convo I had with my bestfriend the other day.

[book says 'I know you likeyyy!']
Bestfriend: OMG.SHERINA! what does I know you like Y-Y-Y mean?
Sherina: umm, it reads I know you likeyyy.... yeah. you know. likeyyy?

Aw, she's too cute for school. :D
8:56 PM

I'll give kryptonite to whoever who can tell me what wassup is in Chinese!

Talk to me


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