Tracing the line of happiness.

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My big name is PINXUAN. Singapore Polytechnic
Diploma in Financial Informatics
SP Primers
25 June '91

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♥ :(

Tuesday, September 28

Hihi
Do you miss me?
Must be.
You should miss me bullying you most.
So emo at home.
No one to talk to.
Seee
You miss me.
You can talk to your boi wad.
Everytime i at home you also face computer.
Where got talk to me.
Only i keep seeking your attention.
But still cold cold.
Hahaha.

We used to chat in fb/MSN where we were 1 wall apart.
I can't shout across the house to share any amusing videos or nice songs anymore.
I won't get to see her returning home with lots of paper bags and showing me her new clothes.
And i won't get to hear her blasting emotional songs before sleep.