Thursday, March 5, 2009
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imagine a person have a plaster on their forehead.
eeeeeeeee.omg.
wth.
isn't that what you've seen from monday in westwood?
which is me.
so abnormal.
which makes me popular,
that everyone ask me what happen.
k stop it.
i'm not trying to seek attention ok !!
just to say,
IT'S NOT A PIMPLE.
forgoodness sake.

this is the story,
one saturday morning,
i woke up,
get ready for school.
straightening my fringe.
it's in the morning & i'm so sleepy & tired.
yet, need to go to school.
i straightened my fringe, fell asleep.
i was shocked! something hot wakes me up.
omg, its my straightener.
very well. get it?
what a story.
& tmr, another day with a plaster on my forehead.