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rely on me.
i'm your soul.

Me.

May Bo
13th Dec 1990
20. w.t.f.
AHPS, GESPS, NTSS, JJC, University of Buffalo @ SIM

loves.

The colour RED
Bitchin'
Family + friends


wants.

-Burberry bag/wallet
-Lots & Lots of lurvely shoes
-Burberry PERFUME
-Juicy Couture Charms Bracelet
-Blinged nails
-A pouch
- ABOVE ALL I WANT MONEY!! lol
- Material needs aside, I want that someone.


hearts talking.


alternative exits.

|Jody|
|Huiying and Cindy|
|Shi Wan|
|Su Min and May bo|
|Jehanne|
|Vanessa|
|Tian Shun|
|Cindy Goh|

my days, not yours.

August 2008
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January 2011
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August 2011
October 2011

thank you.

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New Start
Monday, August 11, 2008

Yeah anyway.. New blog start bah.. lol I just realised how emo I was when i re-read my previous posts.. So.. DELETED them ALL.. Whee? Don't really want to remeber the past bah.. Escaping the memories. Sometimes hard to tell people my feelings also? I realized another thing.. I write blogs near exams.. Stress bah.. Day after tmr is e start of my prelims.. A's prelims. Sian luh. Probably nobody sees this blog bah? Ah well, it's better this way?

Everytime I write diarys or blogs i get emo..zzz.. I was just thinking that I always wished for things i can't get or achieve.. Foolish dreams? Like.. I wanna be a fashion designer, can't do it cuz don't have the means and the background for designing. Wanna express my feelings.. But can't cuz afraid of the consequences if I reveal myself too much? Remnants of the past bah.. And you cant always escape the memories, they sometimes catch up with you.. And the melancholy juz sets in, no?

Aiya, dun wan talk bout depressing stuff le.. Makes me more emo.. Cannot emo le, must be happy girl ^^ Hmm ya, end of rants..

~May Bo~


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