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michelle
black girl aka chocolate (:
28o81985
twenty-two
cafe del mar
beach captain
promiscuous
workaholic
alcoholic
shopaholic
procrastinator
party animal
beach bummer
lovee-`
my dearest sweethearts(:
my darling girlfriends (:
ah-bee (:
hugs&kisses
interlocked fingers
playing in the rain
sunrise&sunset
fireworks
star gazing
retail therapy
party therapy
food haven
speed rides
hard liquor, bubbly champagne
sweets!
wants-`
braids/cornrolls?
new phone
new watch
new hair makeover
sneakers/flats/heels/boots
skinny haviannas
newurbanmale clock
jacket/pullover/cardigan
the boyfriend's shirt
one more boyfriend's shirt
skinny belt
paul smith floral perfume
diesel perfume
calvin klein europhia perfume
calvin klein eternity perfume
dior fahrenheit 32 perfume
kenneth cole RSVP perfume
that ray bans shades
marc ecko E850361
full body massage&spa
lose 5kg
trip down to port dickson (:
photo with *him
a good holiday!
vehicle license
you-`
alinah`
alison`
joan`
jo-ann`
lynnly`
pek geok`
regina`
nadiah`
helly`
song`
linette`
eunice`
bala`
dizzy`
joleen`
lays`
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
bintan was a waste of time, effort and money.
i'll not return there again. it'll be the last place i'll wann to go.
have packed my baggage and left them all back in bintan.
some stuff are preferably left as it is.
too much emotional baggage just keeps weighing me down.
i'm tired already.
i'm super weak la.
the bruises just refuses to go.
sighs.
considering how tan i am now, its still fucking obvious.
anyways, lots of rules back in del mar now.
sighs.
lateness.
gossiping.
product description.
staff's "speech".
oh wells.
keeps me busy.
good.
dowan to think of stupid things at the moment.
makes my head spin everytime i think.
makes me just feel like popping pills once again.
but then again, the foaming portion wasn't fun at all.
makes me weak in the knees.
likes its gonna pop any moment.
throwing up?
used to it already.
i think?!
cause i've been wasted like every week.
i wonder how my liver looks now.
sighs.
bad shape, i supposed.
what else do i expect if i don't enjoy liquor?
i drown myself with liquor instead.
to numb and ease that fucking pain.
sighs.
a burning sensation always.
i miss my tequila shots.
i miss my whisky coke.
chivas. grey goose. jose crevos. moet chandon.
oooh, sexy.
i can't wait for wednesday.
ladies night.
once more.
with ma crew.
the del mar gang.
off to jolly at our sisters' outlet:)
yet another session to drown myself again.
like always.
tsk tsk.
[
dreamt `]
at
12:14 AM
