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-A Long Lasting Creative Model Earpiece
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-to see taylor swift in person
-to learn piano
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BOOO!!!!.
- here's my profile
-Name : Gordon
-Came Down To Planet Earth On : 5th August 1991
-im a Child Of God
-18 this year and not really loving it
-horoscope : Leo
-I love my friends but i don't really show appreciation to them :X
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Boring Boring BoringSunday, June 7, 2009, 1:28 PM
lols okay i ended up deleting every single thing that i have just wrote -.-
decided that should think of more things to blog instead.
hhmm well anyway i just bathed and yea waiting for kong to meet me at my house and go to church together and as usual he is taking forever to come.
hhmm well noticed that church that some people are acting really really..weird O.O
kinda guess its the weird season i guess.hope it'll all blow over soon cuz seriously its really creeping me out.
hhmm well now currently im listening to "the climb" by miley cyrus and yea im addicted to the song already :D
however taylor swift is still my number 1 girl in my life :D
and yea as usual its just another sunday again nothing special really.
worst part is that during the "father's day"thingy no service.
lols and im wondering why the hell would i wanna celebrate that day for??
not in eternity that i would acknowledge that that man in the house is my "dad".
my dad passed away when i was a young boy,never ever had a dad.
well yesterdae's service not really good either i guess.
GOD didnt speak anything to me at all and yea ended up rather frustrated.
bt yea kept it all bottled up and didnt say anything cuz yea i felt that maybe its just another day that it isnt right for me that god will talk to me.
hmm owell shall blog later.
kong is here already.
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I began to think I was different...that I was different from those immature kids
