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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Tuesday, March 10, 2009 }

Today has been difficult.

I woke up with the sincerest intentions of going drinking with Tarci, Matty and Viv. Who knows? PMS kicks in at the very moment when Im ironing my outfit and I dont feel like leaving the house so I decided to tell Tarci i cant make it. BUT who knows, he's so pushy it was gettng on my nerves. I'm glad I stuck to it though. I had to be at home. Because I was having damn SHITTY cramps. Still having them by the way. PUSHY-ASSES!

Tomorrow will be another day to myself (: I've already planned out what I wanna do. Thursday I'll have to help Tarci at my PRIMARY SCHOOL! And hopefully I find a job soon :D Already submitted my resume! FRIDAY IS WHAT I'M DAMN EXCITED ABOUT (:

I'm happy because Dark Euphoria have been receiving pretty much good responses from most people besides a few great feedbacks. I have hig hopes and expectations on our first novel I guess :D Especially this one that's pretty close to my heart. I guess I'll have a great time describing the emotional roller coasters about to come (: WHOOPEEE!

OH YES. Today marks the ending of The L Word which is so freaking sad! ): I want more L word! Never enough of those ladies. Anyways, Alice and Tasha. Damn sweet. I almost cried when they last scene was shown okay! HAHA, it was so sweet :D

Anyway, I think ITE is such a huge source of lesbians. LOL. Seriously. My dad was driving and like we see this group of ITE students (hockey players!) and out of 10 of them 4 of them were bungs! -.- LOL

OH, I'm going to like print photos soon! Anyone wanna go clementi?! HAHAH They have cheap printing services there :D

THERE IS A JASON MRAZ APPLICATION ON FACEBOOK. HOW HILARIOUS IS THAT?
I AM STILL HIGH.

& she fel her heart race. No one made her feel this way before, not even David. No, this was much more intense.


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