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Hello, i'm Alicia. Weenee calls me niaoniao. An ordinary teen that craves for what an ordinary teen wants and does whatever an ordinary teen do.

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AHHHHHHHH!


Saturday, December 13, 2008

























So tomorrow is a sunday, just how many sundays' have i wasted these holidays. I've been out the whole week. Thinking back, i feel kinda guilty for not attending tuition regularly, not spending enough time with my family, not keeping myself organised, spending too much money, not sitting down and complete any assignments. I wanna feel good, not having to worry about anything but it seems like i didn't even try to make anything better. Just what's the problem with me. I think i might need some help, please?

Yesterday, we went to the library to study, it wasn't constructive to me but it was of some help anyway since yongkee answered my questions. Ended up camwhoring with amanda and peiling, it was totally retarded, so many people looking but who cares, we're stressed! ( Click their names for photos (: )

I wanna pick up a book, a book that is self-motivational. Something that makes me realise how bad a state i am in now. I wanna go on reading it for hours until daybreak, then i'll take a break. Perhaps then i wouldn't let my mind run wild, thinking of the littlest, and most insignificant thing that happened to me. I hate the feeling of being crazeeeee. Its like being a madwoman, blowing her head over little things that nobody would ever take notice of, making a moutain out of a molehill. At the same time, maybe i could use this book for the ERP assignment? I'm going to be a good girl and mug hard! B-)

Its holiday,
I wanna reminice the past,
to go back where we started off this journey,
i need some of my old friends please?

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I need an egg to rub the bum on my head!