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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.







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Thursday, November 1, 2007
Lost & Found.

I ditch school & went KLCC today. woke up at 6 & went to Balqis's at 7.
She was still sleeping and had to call her mobile more than 5times to wake her up.
haaaaa, then we walked to Bistro to have breakfast & got ready.

Sat at the bus stop for more than 10mins for one frigging cab to pass by. & the Cab we took was sooo expensive. Grrr. Meet up with Liz & Hnz at Dominos Carefour.
Took KTM & switched to KL Central train.

Liz was telling us about Gossip Girls in the train, I can't wait for it to be out! We reached there later than we thought. We went and look around & the look on my face is worse than a Jakun.
The last time I've been to KLCC is back when i was standard3. Sad I tell you.

Bugger that my mum took the camera from me & deleted all the pictures we've taken today.
Oh yes, It was Heaven to me in Roxy. I prefer not to mention it :D Bal bought a Roxy wallet for me there also.

oh We all got lost & seprated. It sucked.
We found each other when we asked help from the imformation counter. phew.
Yours Truly, Irene.

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