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Date: Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Time: 4:19 PM

Consumed too much foods which are much much more than what I actually need this two days.
Feeling real guilty. Feeling sorry to my tummy.
Mummy had been nagging so much.
She said I'm now only 17, and I already this fat.
When I reach my middle age years. I will got obese.
She said I seriously need to DIET! need to go EXERCISE!
what a concerned mom. wtf-ness.
sigh. wanted to go burn some calories today.
But, I wake up too late this morning.
and now is 4.32p.m.
If I walk out now.
I confirmed got bbq ALIVE under the super hot sun!
Maybe later around eveing... or...
Tomorrow will do. I promised.

Damm unfair.
My brother and sister is so freaking skinny.
and I got all the fats.
My mom said she collect me from the dustbin and that's why.

Had my piano lesson today.
surprisingly, teacher didn't nag much.

Was too boring.
Called up chianwei. To craps.
Then.. start to edit photo again.
Not using photoshop.
Using the programme adele using.

Thanks for the shoes.

I have no idea what to get for mother's day!!
Flowers? no... My mom doesn't like it.
Cake? She don't favour it either.
Chain? Watch? Clothes? Purse? Frangrance?
She seldom wear chain and watch.
I don't know what type of clothes she likes.
I just got her a GUESS purse for her birthday.
She don't use frangrance!

yours truly

Tzia Tzia a.k.a Cherlin.
Turns eighteen on this 4th of July.
An attest chocoloate indulger.
& a typical pink lover.
A certified romanticism, exceptionally dreamy and bubbly
Idolize Leah Dizon with an utmost hawt body, and Jaychou's fabulous songs.



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