She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

hiaz..having sore throat. .
so stayyed at hme lorhx..
spent da morning talking to menshing
an equally sick fellow patient..
honestlly..
he can really gossip..
haha.. =))

ms moo called at bout 8.40..
was still sleeping..
blardie fone woke me up..
she call so early for wad..
nvm..at least she cares..

hey huimin..
i sent da fotos to lam for u le..
i sent a blind carbon copy to u..
only 3 pics..
send da rest to u sum
other time kaes?

tts all bahx..oh ya..there is a sickness bug
in our klass..
dropping on kids like fleas..
takke carre
liling n menshing.. back to top?