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★,

COCO MERCY CHU RX.



Tauras
TemasekJC.
Child of God.
HCMCYM.

Hobbies are staring into the sky, & eating from the boot. Likes blank spaces, freedom, the Aurora and the smell of sand. Cannot live without peaches. Seafood is yummy too.

Oh, i love films & music, i do.

Memories dependent on the scent of things, and photographs are absolutely essential.

Ambition to be chosen from fashion businesswoman, singer, actor, author, wedding planner, anything weird, or best still, tai-tai (Y)

Prefers to be queer.



Bridge,

In Bloom 四季 依然盛开

Angel,
Angeline,
Baohui,
Beatrice,
Charlene,
HCMCYM,
Dawndawn,
Dpheew,
Elysia,
Gernaine,
Izyan,
Jiajin,
Jon,
Kaiyin,
Kelly,
Kenneth,
KhiaPeng,
Kimberly,
Krislyn,
Michelle,
Misan,
Serene,
Sihui,
Stepphiee,
Sooooooohiang,
Tiff,
Wanshi,
William,
Xiaoqin,
Yeewei,
Pangxy,
1F,


Saturday, July 12, 2008

was jus reading a good friend's blog & ther was this super long post. i wont discuss bout it but, well, its true that i struck me bout my friendships. that was the best, the most memoriable, the most hurtful, the one that ended (in a bad note).

im not so sure i wanna recount & elaborate on whatsoever right now, but i think i might do when the memories overwhelm me someday. i just felt like evrything was so not worthwhile and, yes, stupid. to the extreme. dishonest i would say, and extremely unfeeling. evrything seemed t hav occurred in a split second and now, we'r in our seperate ways.

i was left, i left.

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took my strengthquest.
finally God is telling me the right choice for my future. :D extremely high, excited, happy.
a wedding planner cum gown designer.
omg here i come.

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cant forget the times when we all jus sat in a circle, anyday, anytime, anywher & jus joke, laugh, talk like no one's business. i love you guys from 07/08. i hope, and am going t make it last. (: loveyall(!!) lets rock on e-l week :DD

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7 years is the time i hav t wait for a chance. a chance i hav mistakenly fallen in my accident this year. cant pull myself out of it but looks like fate has its own issue w me. 7 years. they keep asksing me what am i going t do while this 7 years pass? (honestly, i dknw) and what wil become of us then? i have no idea, too. mayb all was not meant t be. mayb all was jus my ignorant mistake. my emotion's fault.

7 years.
im not so sure i can, anymore.

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its an outright sunny day & the ArtPpl hav gone t esplanade. im not going cus hav got work t do. chuan congrats!! he did us proud, realy.


and the day jus went pass, w/o looking back at me.

♥Mercy.


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