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OPTIMISTIC;
The Story
That Girl
Dreams
Thank You
Saturday, May 22, 201011:36 AM

been quite some time since i've blogged about my days..
well, the usualy thing.. yess, that means going to school..
waking up early.. risking her life x)
i walk back from schoolSOMETIMES..

sugar is coping well:) im glad.. tomorrow we're sending her for grooming.
her hair is too long.. and her tear stain is kinda obvious here..
tonight we're having "parents appreation night"
to treasure our parents..
usually i'll be cool about this type of event..
but not anymore.. :s

tonight i'll be reading a poem for daddys in front of
700++ people! thats a big figure.. rightt?
and i got the poem yesterday evening.
but.. im cool.. yea, cool.. x)
but reality..
OMG.. IM READING A POEM TONIGHT.. GOSH HELP!
actually, im nervous.. i cant wait for it to end :s