We do not quit playing because we grow old,
we grow old because we quit playing.

Thursday, February 04, 2010

i have come to a point where anymore writing could cause me the possibility of amputate my fingers.GOD,please give me one more hand!it seems to me that i'm the only one taking exam next week among my friends.how wonderful?longer time for them to study..
sometimes,i wonder what ppl are thinking of when they jog.like if i lost focus on my breathing,that's it.end of jogging session.imagine,i'm going for a marathon(26miles), it lasts for hours...what in the world am i going to keep my mind FOCUS,and think of anything but I'M TIRE,I'M GONNA DIE...give me something.probably jog with dog is a BRILLANT IDEA..haha...


p.s i love active blogger.whooohoooo..fatty, i want dogs,not a dozen cats!

escapes

annie::
charis::
cherie::
cheryl.T::
felicia::
ivy::
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jasmine::
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melissa::
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Mildred::
Olivia::
Peixian::
QianQian::
Weeling::
fatty::
yanci::

femme

i'm being me.
turning old.but never stop looking young.
LOVE gossiping.never stop dreaming.
wishes world peace fake but true.

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