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She was born into this world with the name "Sanny"

She do love fashion,swimming,scrapbooking.

She is in love in ART!


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Saturday, October 25, 2008

Mommy, daddy, jie. They are going to dinner and left me alone here. i decided not to go with 'em, coz i have to do the mading .And now, at 8pm, i haven't had my dinner yet. My servant brought me a glass of milk just now, so its mean my dinner is "a glass of milk".How poor!

Sometimes i just felt like my friends are not my "true-friends" *sorry, guys. but this is what i feel. I mean they are not beside me when i need their help. yhaaa, they left me and it's HURT. But still, i love them. i just hate that this tears felt uncontrolable. And my feeling gone worse when these tears felt. *sorry,guys. people around me don't care 'bout me and i wish one day they could stand here, right beside me, care bout me.


love ia~ guys.

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