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Her.
*rachel lim*
30.05.1989
mgs
trinity college
university of melbourne
snyo
wesley methodist church

i love you.



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Thursday, April 5, 2007
it's affecting me.

*tHe.LiL.bOy* "can u do something for us? i cant always be the one..."
sigh
i don't know why it's still there.
because i haven't done something?
what is it
oh sigh.
wish i knew.
should i ask
he always asks me to ask
but.
i'm afraid.
i really am.
but.. maybe i should
"whats up with your nick?"

oh yeah and i edited his friendster profile today.
lol
so funny!
a guy with a loving girlfriend who won't fall in love with the australian kangaroos.
rofl.

wish me luck.

thank god. =)
it's gone.
as what melissa told me the other day.. what her parents always say: don't go to bed, angry at each other. settle it quickly, all your problems.
thanks girl.

10:28 PM.