BLEHHH.

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roll the ball

i love balls that rock and roll

i hate teeth thats naked

tall people scare me

but people with braces scare me more.

STOP&SCRIBBLE letters make me smile,renting gives me comfort and chocolates and milo makes me high.
i wanna jump and say i love you,but there seems to be braces-interuption.	21 June, 2009, 6/21/2009 my big guy's day. We bought a cake for dad and so we called him to come home fast to eat lunch together.every Sunday he would go off to the ang mo kio bird shop.he loves birds.so yea he came home and saw the cake and this was what happened: dad:alamak.why y'all waste money.i knew it la. me:haiya just come and cut la. sisters:ya ya come and cut.stop complaining. dad:shy but acts cool and cuts cake and while he cutsi want to become a rich man* me:paaaa!your not suppose to say the wish out loud! 2nd sister:huh he said it out loud?what did he wish for? me:im not gonna say it.its only between both of us.laughs sister:laughshaiya just say la he walks to the kitchen where mum is dad:i want my children to stay with me forever sisters and i:yea yea dad:that means....dont get married. sister:okay pa we wont get married. HAHA.hes so funny la.he wants us to be with him forever.my mum says hes being selfish.haha but i cant see it that way.i still remember how he used to be our heroic tree whom we would hide behind and run around when mum wanted to beat or pinch us.and i remember how i used to scribble on his back(a way of practicing my art)and would cause scars on his skin as i pressed the pen too hard on his skin.but he never complained.my mum and dad would never argue, but if they did, it was when my day sees a her biting us.once my sister dint do her work and her tuition teacher gave her a rattan hit on her palm.and after seeing her red palm, my dad stopped sending her to tuition. haha.i love him(: and this is why i dont believe in spare a rot and spoil a child. okay im gonna finish my equation and inequality topic.was supposed to get it done on friday but i dint.i just did another flower and painted it blue.omg, hemani your not taking art.stop and study. booooooooooo.		THE MASK. hello.im hemani and i love to colour my teeth with rainbow.jumping down from 15 stories every weekend is my hobby and counting sheeps everyday before sleeping is my love.i always wish to remain in the weee mode.		PARTNERSINCRIME abigail farah mila sijin fadilah chrissy dhiv amriah sha dallilah shade nics backtoyesterday + math with BF. + edge. + raindrops + abcdefghijklmnoqrstpuvwxzy-__- + geog=omg + boredom + xinmin's. + everlast + 10kg head + peanuts ache. TAKEABOW A accidentality productions Inspiration from DancingSheep & BONBON:D		VOMMITINGSESSION<