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Lyn=me Lyn-ly
I'm a cookie which is born out of a dough, and was being sent into an oven. My mother made me a chocolate cookie so that people would like me. I'm delicious, people liked me alot. But my destiny is very cruel. I found out that i'm born to be eaten. I'm helpless and afraid. But when i knew that i will bring people's happiness, i'm not that scared already. So i decided to sacrifice myself to make people happy. Cause i know i'm the best.

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CCA Day
Tuesday, February 23, 2010

So...Today was the CCA day... 

We practically did Bar work the whole 3 hours. I was suffering physically and mentally. They made us do Bridge, a.k.a. 下后腰. Not leaving out the 朝天登. Plus I know nothing about Ballet. The only thing I am capable of doing is a left leg split. Full stop. 

And now, everyday I am living in fear and horror. Why? Because of that DARN LIZARD infiltrating my house and thinking that hiding behind the cabinet is safe. And now, whenever I walk past the kitchen, I run. I don't walk. Why again? I am scared that the lizard will jump out suddenly and crawl on me.
Someone pity me and DESTROY the lizard. My maid doesn't give a damn about it. Would you give a damn if I said that you aren't getting your pay this month? The worst thing is that, the lizard make noises.I didn't know it was there until it made noises. Urgh, guess breakfast is out of the question for me tomorrow. Someone protect me from the freakin Lizards. ELIMINATE THEM FOREVER. DAMN ALL CREEPY CRAWLIES.