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Hello. Hehe. The daring me is back with an enrty, again. Yippy,, I know if my stories become a must-have school subject, it'll be boring as I am not good at telling stories. Just like what I do now. Fortunately, I am not a loser. My life's brilliant than it what it may seems to others perspective. Idk. Ha ha.



The day went smoothly. It's the 9th of January which means yesterday was my birthday. Ah, I am currently feeling cross because I don't get the chance to watch this one Korean drama Triple, 2009. Ugh. I wanted to watch it so badly - I searched for the drama to watch it online. However, all those links to the drama is either ruined, broke or unavailable in the country. That's why I am feeling major cross right now. I wanted to see Song Joong Ki so freaking badly that I feel like punching someone on the face and make him/her bleed!! I already threw the french fries paper bag to a cat because it looks so relax stretching on the mat when I don't get what I want! Anyway, Mother dislike those stray cats to be in the house. So, I guess it is OK to teach them a lesson.


OMG, I wanted to watch Joong Ki so much - I am experiencing stress. How could anybody actually succeeded in making me feel this way? *crying like mad inside* Suddenly, I can't believe I'm typing this but, CURSE YOU, YOU BSATRDE foolish BROKEN LINKS!!!!


If any of you guys happen to know any link that will lead me to Penny Pinchers (Many a Little Romance) a.k.a Though I Was Born, do not hesitate to tell me, please. Seum dwa~

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