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THISISME

Samantha Branson.
sweet sixteen.
born on 23rd JAN`91
very mixed; EURASIAN.

CHIJ Sec (Toa payoh)
FOURthree'07.
1/1'04. 2one'05. 3/3 '06

CAPper'06
ARTelectivePROGRAMME
CHESS;president
IJ student council (:


Christus Laudatur Voce Choir
;SOPRANO2

Church of the RISEN CHRIST

starshine,
sparkles
moondust

& rainbows.


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(I LOVE) Y-O-U.


She's all about;

*Princesses & unicorns.
*Being bubbly.
*Keeping a written diary.

♥You're a carousel,
you're a wishing well;
You, baby


hits

HEARTHISPLEASE
Tuesday, September 26, 2006

hello world. fine. i'm a bitch.
like so?

English oral today was alright.
I want to be a pyrotechnician when I grow up (:
English exam was quite easy.
I did the descriptive as usual. My closing line was like so funny.
‘the rush hour had not been defeated’ haha.

Cos the last para was about the lady leaving the crowded mrt to take a cab, queueing for SO LONG, then finally catching the scent of lavender air freshener. Then the last part was like. She gently touched up her make up, purposely ignoring the traffic jam outside. THE RUSH HOUR HAD NOT BEEN DEFEATED. Hahaha. So funny. And I was so bored I had like ten minutes to spare, so I wrote traffic jam and bread on my qn paper. And recopied out the whole last para for FUN (:

And I just realised I’ve got a cut near my thumb. Which hurts quite a bit. Yeaaa.


I’m prolly getting my letter tmr (: haha, okay, let’s call it mail!
i like getting mail.
haha.

i should just stop being what i am, who i am.
cos somehow or other someone always has some petty problem with me.
but yeah, you guys help me hold on.
and remind me.
that those angels i saw weren't really that far away at all.

and like yeah! i dont expect everyone to like me right!
i doubt there's anyone in the world who doesnt have an enemy.

could you whisper in my ear the things you wanna feel.

sprinkled in glitter.
4:00 PM