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Name: Cynthia
Country: China
Metro: Shanghai
Birthday: 2/28/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: reading, swimming, volleyball, going to the beach, chatting, hanging out with my friends, shopping, sleeping, surfing, guys, hot guys, gossiping, magazines, coffee, food, watching tv, movies...............
Expertise: good at english, writing, reading, eating, sleeping, gossip, being silly, swimming, volleyball, watching tv and movies...........
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
9/12/2005
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| my eyes itch.
my tooth hurts.
my arms ache.
and it's sunday. Just great. | | |
| Oooohh xanga has gotten preettty. Why the hell am I listening to liz phair sheezez louisez. October break was booooring for the most part. Yesterday was fun. I bought mountains of crap and dickie decides to buy ONE shirt and some earrings. WHATEVER. But at least she bought something. Good for her! She is showing improvement. Ugh, I painted my nails yesterday and my right hand looks like shit cos I cant paint with my right hand. Damn damn damn, so much to do and SO LITTLE TIME. I have 5 short story reviews to do and i have half a review done. Just great. AND i have a personal narrative to write, which is due Friday. I hate 10th grade. Life sucks. Right now i am writing about pretty much nothing so if you're reading this just go do something else. Ok, icons time because i have nothing else to write. Changed my mind. Not in the mood to upload icons when i have piles of homework waiting for me to finish. OK, I shall not waste any more time. Tata lovelies. | | |
| i can break apples in half. 
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| sheez no one uses xanga anymore. which i fine pretty sad because xanga is actually quite cool.
so anyway, i HATE MY BUS DRIVER AND MONITOR. seriously, they are the most evil people on the face of this earth. so like this morning, i was ONE MINUTE late. i repeat, ONE MINUTE LATE, and the bus drives away, JUST as i was walking out the compound. then the bus monitor sent my dad a email saying that i was late and they didnt want to wait for me anymore. uh, HELLLLOOOOO?? if i was late, all you had to do was TELL ME THAT I WAS LATE, not send my father an email complaing about it. THAT'S WHY YOU'RE THE BUS MONITOR GOD YOURE SUPPOSED TO MONITOR THE BUS LADY!!!
i hate them. seriously. the bus driver looks like hes drooling all the time and the bus monitor only owns two pairs of clothes. i have noticed that and it is very sad.
and yea, i just had to get that out. and i have developed a brilliant plan to get back at the bus driver and monitor. HARHARHARHARAHAR. i am such a evil genius. this'll show them. i will make their lives miserable. HAAHAHAHAHAHA. | | |
| THINGS THAT MAKE LIFE WORTH LIVING:
Falling in love.
Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
Milkshakes.
Bubble baths.
Giggling.
Long convos late at night.
The beach.
Running through sprinklers.
Laughing at an inside joke.
Laughing at yourself.
Laughing so hard your stomach hurts.
Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
Just plain laughing.
Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.
Friends.
Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
First kisses.
Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
Playing with a new puppy.
Sweet dreams.
Hot chocolate.
Road trips with friends.
Making chocolate chip cookies.
Holding hands with someone you care about.
Watching the sunrise.
Watching a sunset.
Getting out of bed in the morning after sleeping in and looking out the window to see its sunny, birds are chirping, and kids are playing.
Knowing that somebody misses you.. | | |
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