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    lundi, décembre 24, 2007

    Random Thoughts #20

    All I want for Christmas is...

    [UPDATED]
    - to stop coughing

    - Sony Ericsson W580i [Metro Pink or something] (I've decided that I don't wanna wait for iPhone already. Boo, it's taking forever and I'm going bonkers with the borrowed RAZR)

    - Sony Cybershot T-20 [Pink] (Digressing, my current T-7 is soooooooooo spoilt that in order to make it function properly, I have to throw it on the floor. Hard. Somehow, the impact makes it listen to what I want. Cool eh? (H) )

    - Nintendo DS Lite (PINK PINK PINK. IMA BIMBO)

    - iPod touch

    - a romantic date ha.

    - Tiffany's Elsa Peretti Bean necklace (I just found out they have gold too. OMG. I want the beanie bean bean so badly. . .)



    - Hugo XX for her Chanel COCO Mademoiselle

    - a new watch - DKNY/Guess/that gold Casio retro-looking one

    - that Coach bag

    - more more more clothes

    - a kiss under the mistletoe

    - still ZAC.



    I ain't very greedy this year, aye? :D

    I loveeee making lists! Santa, come make my wish come true. I've been a very good girl! HAHAHA.





    Got this from here:

    Marion: It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much. When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one.

    When I think that its over, that I’ll never see him again like this… well yes, I’ll bump into him, we’ll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we’ll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well.

    There’s a moment in life where you can’t recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else’s kisses.

    So true eh?




    I've turned down everyone's offers to go club today. I is good. (H)





    Nope, she ain't got any undies on.

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