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i'll be there for you
when the rain starts to pour
i'll be there for you
like i've been there before
i'll be there for you
'cos you're there for me too...
Monday, November 28, 2005
xiaowen: i've heard your essay title 1001 times. haha.
i think theres something seriously wrong. food doesn't make me happy anymore.
Anonymous scribbled at 11:13 pm
the nutcases
grace.michelle.kemmy.kes
xiaowen.chitern
five lawyers, one psychologist, and a whole lot of crap
match the crap to the crapper:
i'm sure.
that's disgusting lahhh
kebab!!!
michelle, wake up!
grace, stop eating!!!
chappati makes you lose weight... IT'S TRUE!
bursts of madness.
the looneys.
hey i want my kebab!
the rest of the world.
past.
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