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Friday, May 16, 2008

Prefect Investiture is over. And so my last year in school would start in a month's time. Within probably five months, tadaaa! I am no longer a student from the most sickly disgustingly preposterous school of the year. Oh no, some significant error occured. Make it the most sickly disgustingly preposterous school of a hundred generation. Ok that sounds cool. By the way, I have some bad news. Not you ofcourse, bad news as in for me. I've not revised enough actually. Oh well, i'll die anyway.

When I finish secondary school, I would want to go to some respected instituition, and then fly farfar away from this country of boredom. To a school of fashion where everyone appreciates the beauty of trends. Not condemning how awful teenagers look with their belly buttons pierced or showing off some skin. When I finish my education, I would want to meet people like Ashton Kutcher, who might be a good kisser so that he could bring me to cloud nine that moment and make all the other girls go 'How I wished I'm Athirah!' And when I get married, I have to make it in some famous hotel where only special guests could turn up. That includes girlfriends, buddies & sexy hot guitarists. Than there'll be huge celebration like fireworks and loud cheering and applauses. Soon I might have beautiful children,with alluring eyes,and full lips,who is proud of me to be their mommy who is successful fashion designer of (insert my future label here.)

And that's a happy ending, isn't it? *SLAPS HARD* Okay, it's my blog and I have the tendency to express my fantasies here. You might find it eewy or something but the reason you're reading my lame post is because you couldn't find any thing to be done which is of course, as lame. But atleast being lame isn't as bad as commiting crime outside like those typical singaporean delinquents. Don't worry, boyfy. I know it won't happen. Still, I love you like no one do.

I hadn't been hanging around with girlfriends this couple of days. I need to save enough cash to buy things. And I mean beautiful things which includes cute tops and accessories at town. But I think this is not the time yet? Maybe the earliest is after O-lvl exam? Pfft.

It is amazing how this little boy in the above picture could be the reason of my happiest moments and my deepest heartbreak. It is prodigious to know that this little boy would be next to me every second of my life and giving me the perfect love life I once yearned. It is incredible how this little boy could be my every sunshine each time I face a heart-throbbing downfall. The presence of this little boy had proved that this life is worthwhile and eternally remind myself that I will be here today, and hopefully so tomorrow. So here goes my 8th month anniversary speech. Okay not funny.

I LOVE YOU DARL! CAN'T WAIT TO MEET YOU UP SOON!

I need a hug baby. Awww.






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