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Call me nikki or ella, both are fine with me. I'm a proud filipina living in Singapore. EIGHTEEN. I talk coffee, music, photography and art. LOVE ME FOR IT.

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Monday, October 12, 2009
We tend to say stupid stuff when we're bored.

There's this fat ass guy stalking me.
Adding me in facebook.
Messaging me online.
Trying to contact me in all ways he know best.
I wish all my ex-boyfriends burn in hell.
HAHAHA.


Well, except Russ and JM. They're nice to me till now. Ily, losers. :]

I can't believe how many boyfriends I've had since the first. Well, JM was the first and we were only 10yrs old that time. Hahaha. Yes, we were a very cute couple. Giving each other love letters and all those mushy crap. Till the day he randomly went "yeh know, this is stupid. let's break up". From then on till now, we were bestfriends. HAHAHA. Well, we were young. xD

Ex-boyfriend count: 6. -..-

Wait, why on earth am I talking about my ex-boyfriends? Pfft. It's like listening to your grandmother tell stories about WW2 and how she survived by hiding under her husband's big ass. I guess I better end here. Neil's home, FINALLY. :]

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