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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.

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thank you.

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Saturday, March 06, 2010

lol It has become evident to me that stupid shits will continue to be stupid shits. I am going to ikea for lunch later on today; it's 2.30m currently (yes i'm still awake) yays! I shall have poached salmon and chicken wingsssss see me flyyyy..

You noe my teacher told us examples of why he think 1st love is the most memorable one. Cuz apparently years after dat, ppl still talk about their firsts, e.g him and his group of frens in their 40s zz? Not 1st love, 1st gf/bf I guess since he cited alot of weird egs. (yes dude, it's my econs teacher. He's entertaining..) And I was thinking hey my so called firsts were rather unforgettable too, in the bad way thou.. cant seem to find anything nice bout them.

Ok lets throw out some "nice" memories:

1: 1st online "romance" ended in a fluke (is that e word?) he totally disappeared off the face of the earth. Actually I can kinda guess that he's nth but a pile of lies.

2. 1st guy I was crushing on for the longest time EVER. Got ratted on by a "friend" and everything went downhill since den. Hey I looked like shit back then, so yeah.

3. 1st ever "bf" who mattered. Yea well, u guys shud noe la huh since I like to rant on and on and on about him and wad he did. I shall be nice and NOT rant bout it here. See how nice I am? U shud be grateful, asshole.

Hey, how come I'm attracted to idiots? And I noticed, after these firsts, the seconds and the consequent onces like dun matter liao. It's like I cant even remb them LOL. How cool is that? ehhh, but I rmb smth nice now!

4. 1st rose given by a guy fren (uhh I threw it away le cuz it looks horrible dried and black). Hey that rose mattered k cuz it was like given WITHOUT me asking for it. (No dude I still dun wanna tell u who is it :).)

I guess dats all, cant really remb the rest.. bleh. Insignificant ppl, shouldn't waste my braincells on them yeah?

-May Bo-


2:30 AM