tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59693891554102547442011-08-11T23:08:19.292+07:00anastasia i.noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969389155410254744.post-5092154358276764272010-11-14T16:05:00.002+07:002010-11-14T16:15:45.822+07:00hey bloggy. i miss you yeaa i do.<div>its been a month since the last time we've met. so do you miss me too?</div><div><br /></div><div><!--3</div--><div><br /></div><div>so..hello everyone. happy Sunday anyway! last night i just had a bday dinner. one of my best friends has just celebrated her 14th blast. so once againnn happy blast birthday Amelia Amadeo :) i wished you nothing but all the best. may you become a head not a tail, and may your dreams become a beautiful reality. :)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>okkk enough for now, i got no idea wht to post. sooooooo bye</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5969389155410254744-509215435827676427?l=unexpecteddrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anastasia i.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969389155410254744.post-86985401210474055382010-10-15T22:10:00.003+07:002010-11-14T16:11:21.248+07:00<span class="Apple-style-span">the clock is showing itself on fifteen past ten. imma tired after having 4days 3nights ministry on a school retreat, and proudly i say i'm happy to serve You, Dad.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">but in this lonely night, without someone to talk, esp. someone who i love (sigh)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">is sucks. i guess i should go sleep earlier than to be hurt myself as the night goes wilder. right?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">dear, i miss you. a little bit too much. i don't know why should i miss you. i just need to spend a little bit time with you. i just need a talk. jokes. giggles. and everything about us that we used to share.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">but..............</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5969389155410254744-8698540121047405538?l=unexpecteddrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anastasia i.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969389155410254744.post-40264266273843921152010-09-30T14:38:00.004+07:002010-10-15T22:20:29.838+07:00i just wondered that..<br />i'd better be a nerd than to be a freak.<br />a freak here is mean like: who laughs a lot and makes jokes a lot and on; it's like a type of cheerful and fun.<br />but. i guess.. i'd rather being best friends with thicky books than to have a temporary fake freaky fun friends.<br />i'd rather be independent.<br /><br /><br /><br />#justarandomthought<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5969389155410254744-4026426627384392115?l=unexpecteddrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anastasia i.noreply@blogger.com0