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The Bloggers

MAGDALENE AND JOYCE


Silly, beautiful, oversensitive girl - Edward Cullen

Talk to me





Just because I'm resisting the wine doesn't mean I can't appreciate the bouquet - Edward Cullen


I dazzle people? - Edward Cullen


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the untold past

May 2008
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November 2008
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February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
June 2009
July 2009

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb...,"
he murmured.
I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
"What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion."



"How old are you?"
"Seventeen," he answered promptly.
"And how long have you been seventeen?"
His lips twitched as he stared at the road.
“A while,”


If I could dream at all,
it would be about you.
And I'm not ashamed of it.

- Edward Cullen

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Went out to study again. Planned to meet at KAP at 1pm. but Joyce went to school in the morning and ended early so she went first. reach at 1230pm. then she wait for mag till 2!! TWO!! mag was so damn late and for once Joyce was not late!! at least Joyce made an effort to come early not like that stupid mag.haha. oh and Samuel came along to study with us also. cos mag needed someone to teach her amaths and that kuku joyce didnt take amaths. Samuel came together with mag then have to leave at 4 due to some cousins gathering. We sent samuel out. then we went over to cold storage to get some food. joyce bought honey glazed chicken leg while mag bought chocolate and ginger beer. then we went back to our seat and planned to eat. then this hardworking old lady who works at the mac came over and told us that we cant eat there. oh pls! not as if we didnt noe. haha. we're fine with that but after she left she kept on staring at us. trying to catch us again. wth! the first time she came over she told to stop. so fine, joyce stop eating her chicken leg and placed it at the side. then that old lady stood in front of us for awhile. even though we werent eating.haha. then she told joyce, "can you please close your food. can smell it over here." WTH!! we eat she not happy. we dont eat she also not happy. wat she want us to do man! haha. then after awhile later we didnt care we ate our chocolate.*yummy*haha. we studied till 6pm then headed over to bukit timah plaza popular to get tys for mag. on the way there, we were eating and talking. joyce was eating her chicken leg and mag was eating chocolate. and since we bought a whole bar, mag was happily holding the whole cadbury chocolate bar eating. then this jogger jog past us and was like staring at us lah. i guess he never see two girls eating chicken leg and chocolate along the road before.haha.joyce took freaking forever to eat finish her chicken leg and mag says that chicken leg is wat chicken uses to fly. haha.wat a stupid girl!!haha.didnt take any pics today. will take somemore another time. meeting again on sunday to go for TKGS concert. we're going to pluck grass for ms sia to give her when we go backstage to visit her after the concert.hahahahah!!!



About three things I was absolutely positive.
First, Edward was a vampire.
Second, there was a part of him that thirsted for my blood.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.