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I'm Into Distance
Monday, May 26, 2008

ACK. I HAVE A STALKER CRUSH :"> OMFG. Hahaha! I just had to share. This is what...the first time since ah...I was 13 years old that I had a friggin' crush on a complete stranger.

:"> Grace, I swear I'll marry him when I grow up...if you don't get the dude first. And yes, he's the one I'm talking about. HAHAHA. Kidding. As if. :)) But oh wow, I'm overwhelmed that I can go back to being the silly little (re-la-TIVE!) that I used to be.

HAHA.

I.
Am.
Marrying.
Him.
When.
I.
Grow.
Up.

But first, I have to meet the dude.

Must.
Go.
To.
Australia.

HAHAHAHA. =))

God, this is low and pathetic :"> :)) Lawl. Forgive the silly little girl hidden behind my cerebral cortex, who just happened to show up ah, two days ago.

Silly girl, wake the frk up :-*

AND OH YEAH BY THE WAY, after shoving peanut brittle into my mouth, my sister showed me this link. (It's ah, the about the book shinanigan of Skinny Bitch.)
"If you can't take one more day of self-loathing, you're ready to hear the truth: You cannot keep shoveling the same crap into your mouth every day and expect to lose weight."

OH GOD, THANKS A LOT. Not eating. Starting next week? Uhm. ASA. :))

Jelly beans are exceptions. :"> (In all the senses of the word--ehem.)

I'm old enough to go to Aussie on my own. But god, not rich enough, babe. BROKE TO THE BOTTOM. =))

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Bianca Ruiz;
17;
Assumption Antipolo;
Ateneo de Manila University;
Management Engineering;
Occupation: Professional sleeper; Addiction: The faded era of the orange ball & persuation & color pigments;
True Addiction: Me&You.

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