it's 2.33am in the morning and i just feel like blogging.

i was reading at those saved conservations on msn i had in the past.

Those days that i must sleep before 1117pm.
The times that i was called the EVIL pearlyn.
My well-built oxygtanks with painted blue walls inside.
The funny times about touching and reading geography.
The text message of my cinderalla has to reach home before the clock strikes 12.
Lying to 'Tommy' on sports day about the house at Australia. haha

Aint trying to imply on anything, just purely in a 'i-miss-those-lovely-days' kind of mood (: