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Sunday, 19 August 2007 10:01 pm
hii everyone,


Yesterdae Norman, my cousins' godbrother celebrated his 9th birthday!
Donavan, Dominick, Dennis, Aloysius & Abrielle, my cousins, and some of Norman's classmates went to the party.
We ate, played and i chatted with Shermin, Norman's sis, about gal stuff.lolx
We played a game[that had no name].
We had to guess what the person on the stage[actually the mattress] was acting but the person could not be too obvious.
The good thing was that Dennis wasn't there when we played the game.
He was at home sleeping.
Abrielle and I were relieved as Dennis is very very pervertic.
There was one time he went and see Abrielle bathing!*shrug*
And he also 'raped' Shermin's barbie doll!
Words cannot explain how pervertic he is.
First, Norman's friends went home.
Then around 11pm, Dominick,Dennis and Donavan went home.
Leaving my cousins, my bro and me at their house.
Then my aunt asked whether my bro and I wanted to sleepover at Shermin's house.
Of course we answered yes cos' we like sleepovers.
Abrielle, who was only three years old wanted to sleepover too!
While Aloysius, her brother,age 7 dared not.
Then my aunt brought him home.
Then, around 12am we went to sleep.


The next morning, I was awaken by my bro.
He was dreaming and hit me on the head.*ouch*
When I awoke, it was 7.40 something.
The night before, Shermin told me to try to wake up at 7.30[dunnnoe y]
We ate Breakfast, then watched tv then i made abrielle a cute little bracelet using Shermin's beads.
Then Aloysius and his dad came and fetch my bro and I to his house so that our dad could fetch us home.
~ End Of The Story ~
*sobs*
damn....sway....
damn....sianz....
wanna die....
no one tags my blog,
no one visits my profile at imeem,
and 2 other things I'm lazy to type out.
[both are stories in 1]

~wishes~

TO DIE!!!!
I dun wanna live in dis life animore.
i dun even wanna live!!!!
but i m too scared to commit suicide....













Till next time !!!!!

~shelle~ ^^