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IRENE CHEEN,
![]() I'm eighteen, I wouldn't claim myself to be 'short' at 5"2.5 but I do wish to be taller sometimes. My greatest fear of life is being alone for too long & being around tight spaces(Claustrophobic). I am a crossed legged that loves cuddles, piggybacks, tea, foul words, animals, acid wash colours, music, ADTR, poetry, alone, horror, long walks, conversations, smell of rain, old books, random midnight roadtrips, James Frey, wolves, piercings, and FOOD. Older post,
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Monday, May 10, 2010
Keep your hands off the cookie jar ![]() Cookie crumbles, pictures from Balqis and I helped with the editing. So adorable! Updating again before bed, cause Facebook doesn't allow me to send Balqis the photo so I decided to ask her to grab it from here. And another is to tell you that I am a happy girl today. I guess you read my blog after all, or maybe not? Either way, can't wait til you change your number! Enough of all the fun going out, that all has to come to a stop for now. Mid term is just around the connor, literally around it. This Friday, Literature papers is going to kick start off as my nightmare day number one. Horror all begins from there. Have to improve from a C to at least B for Literature, seriously don't want to stay at the range of C+. Need to study more often now, I'm slacking off again. Think of what am I going to do after high school almost everynight. Mother is actually asking me to take up hairstlying and beautision just cause I've cut quite a number of my friend's hair before? I mean come on, something I'm good at but I don't like it will just make me suffer at the end of the day. When are you going to stop deciding my future for me? |