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Salut. The name is Ivy. She gets a year older every 18th November. Butterflies aren't really on her List of Nice Things. She loves her BFFs and TENNIS :D. Okay, and she doesn't know what else to say so she will stop here.
Saturday, November 10, 2007

IM BORED.
so bored that i suddenly began to let imagination run wild in my head during my bus ride home.

i actually complied a list of
HOW DO U TELL IF HE/SHE IS RETARDED.
yes. im tat bored. LOL.

well anyways.
SIGN #1:
when reading ITALIAN FONTS,
ur fren tilts his/her head.

maybe i have a different perception. oh wateva. i jus keep thinking of more and more BOLIUAO things as Os drag on.

Os r having its EFFECTS on me.

im scared man. so scared that prelims results will only be the best i can get. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF IVYTANNNN.
i really dunn wat to say. lemme just crap ON and ON.