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Monday, June 29, 2009, 3:24 AM

Joyce hereeeee.
Posting because Ian is busy with his basketball practice..
Oh, and studying because he complains that he's dumb.
Like, seriously uhh.
2nd in class isn't bad.
SERIOUSLY.
I think there's a problem with singapore's education system or something.
Ohhh, and he's mom is being paranoid about H1N1.

Okay, I'm so not gonna post about Ian.
He has no life.
Been talking to Tiffany a lot on the phone.
And I think that we both need to talk. A lot.
I don't know. We feel the same.
We both want to get away from the rest of the people we live for.
And live for ourselves.
To put down that fake smile that used to make him happy.
I guess, the feeling is too overwhelming.
We're just too tired.
I guess, maybe its goodbye.
But on the other side, seriously, its gonna take forever. ):
I don't knowwwww. But I miss that girl.
Okay.
Wayy to much info ):
I shall stop now...
So.. farewell
BYEBYE ^^

Tiffany, I miss the old you.
The one I used to laugh with.
The one I used to be the real me with.
The one I confide in when I argued with him last time.
The one I used to smile to.
The one that smiled back to me.
I love you. I miss you.
I'll see you, tonight. (:

And.. now I realise.. that you are the reason why I don't feel like leaving.
I'll miss you.. really.. But, I don't know about how I feel now.
So.. I promise, with that last kiss we shared, that I'll be back.
And I'll tell you how I feel.. I'm leaving you behind, but just for this once.
Don't worry, I'll be fine. Really. (:

And to all the girls,Cloe, Stacy and Mikey,
Tiffany wants to tell you...





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