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Hello, my name is faith. I'm your normal kind of weird fourteen year old girl. :D I love books, computers and music. I hate spiders, insects, things that slime/crawl and scary films.
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Monday, March 9, 2009

Miss Goh Pei Xuan.
aka Banana.

Here's the post for you! :DDDD

Okay, here goes.
I met you in primary school right. Haha ;D same class maaa. (:
You sat two places away from me in std6 . AHA :D and there was that time when I was so mad at you for banging on the silly wooden table pretending it was a piano. You don't remember right.
Yeah. I freakin screamed at you to stop it. And you ignored me. Ahhh. Hits you. ):
I don't remember how I got closer to you tho. o.o
We didn't talk much in primary, secondary we were in different classes. Maybe it was somewhere during the end of year hols 2006 D:
Ohkayy, enough reminiscing already.
Thanks for being a good friend. HEHE.
Oh btw, bad la you banana. Always late for everything. LOL :D