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Cheryl.

Sweetpea.

Shoot, sexaye!



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Thursday, May 19


a fcukingly beautiful day.
i invented a new drink.
its called cheryl no. 1 -
can be gotten at CJC fruit juice stall at $1.50. well if you ask for that and the aunty gives you a blank look, maybe try mango-lime ice, and you'll get the most heavenly drink on earth. cheers.

well everyone,
since i;m in a terribly good mood,
drinks on me tomorrow.
okay, so meet me at the water cooler behind the grandstand at CCAb.

what a fcukingly
beautiful day it is.
the rain, the totally confusing S paper lesson, the unstarted econs essay, the missed training, the i;m-gonna-fall-sick-any-minute feeling, THE SCREAMING SILENCE.

screw love,
screw falling into that again.
i think i fell too fast,
and therefore too hard. higher velocity, greater force. or whatever.

beginning to feel infinitely stupid again.
lets see, 18/30 for econs mcq, 8/25 for essay, 53.5 for gp mock.
what a way to go.
i got lotsa things to do, oh my gawd.

don;t wanna think about you, think about me.

hold me now,
i;m 6 feet from the edge
and i;m thinking
maybe 6 feet ain;t so far down.

and what if i don't have you?
the world doesn't stop spinning,
the sun continues to shine,
people go about doing their stuff,
and so do you.
what if i don't have you?
my world doesn't revolve around _____.

i see your face with every breath i take.





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