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that's the number of crushes i had in my life.

but none of them

felt like this.

you got me tripping, stumbling, flipping, fumbling

you got me slipping, tumbling, sinking, crumbling.

i think i like you (:

I LIKE YOU ALOT.

the moment i saw you, i felt a click in me.

we're meant to be, supposed to be

FML

one day, you'll regret this.

just wait.

cutest gay couple ever XD

GARH SO ADORABLE XD

i like the 'man-lier' one :)

college. cloud nine. france. england

I really can't wait for college!

The reason?

Well, there are many in particular but..

...i'll tell you anyway.

1) Getting out of MAZ.

hell yeah. i can't wait to leave that damned school which ruined my life.

I can't wait to wave my awesome o-level results in front of Mr Sekhon screaming

"Screw you all."

And also to certain people like coughcoughthemaldivianscoughcough

2) Leaving stupid rumors behind.

Pfft. Rumors such as I like this dude or that dude..

...or that I'm t-girl. Well adios.

3) Being around mature people in college.

Mhm. Leaving behind those immature arseholes, emphasis on HYKARL.

and all those form 3 retards and the effed up people such as well...

...certain people who can't be named.

4) Leaving behind awful friends.

Well, again these people can't be named but don't worry...

..if your name is under my linkies section...

you're NOT one of them (:

5) Studying what I want.

I'm sick of boring maths. boo bitch boo.

6) Getting a new life

Mhm. Getting a new life in well a new environment.

I can't wait to study foundation in mass communication with my darling Chrystelle ^^

Ciao people. And FYL (eff your life)

dear santa..

Please get me Florent Mothe for christmas

I'll promise to be a good girl

and only naughty for Florent :P

Yes. Yes. I have a thing for italian men who wear ruffles and eyeliner and act in musicals about Mozart in French :)

spazz

arabs are freakin' scary drivers.

seriously.

title says it all.

How do I know this?

Sat in a car driven by an arab.

Firstly. They don't use seatbelts. Including the driver.

Secondly. The footbrake doesn't exist to them.

Thirdly. a 100 km/h is too slow for them.

it felt like a rollercoaster ride.

with chris brown screaming behind me at 42 decibels.

it felt like the aerosmith rock and roll rollercoaster ride.

:)

i really can't wait to get my license this year.

AWESOME!

more t-girl whatthefuck.

sports day was awesome :)

so anyways. me, omama and revathi were sorta hanging out while the others were doing their relay.

and there's this group of maldivians behind us shouting hey t-girl. t-girl.

my natural reaction was to turn and see who was shouting that.

and they kept shouting. i kept turning. finally, i got irritated and told them to shut up or

i'll sue them.

next thing i know. this comment appeared on t-girl.

Anonymous said...

haha..sports day was fun...but hey u looked pissed off when we shouted ur name ??..lol..

MARCH 4, 2010 7:00 AM

Anonymous said...

hahaha... yess.. so true.. were u scared because u were gettn busted? =P lol

MARCH 4, 2010 7:08 AM

Anonymous said...

Your just a fat , guly , lifeless bitch. and yes, we WERE shouting ur name there at the stadium. what'r u gona do about it.. if i remember correctly u turned around and said something about SUING us?. LMAO. get a life

MARCH 4, 2010 9:53 AM

Anonymous said...

we know who you are t-girl...

MARCH 5, 2010 8:14 AM

Anonymous said...

yeah right the fat biatch ;D

MARCH 5, 2010 8:41 AM

Anonymous said...

oh let me correct u UGLY fat biatch ;D ur welcome

MARCH 5, 2010 8:50 AM

Anonymous said...

Why isnt t-girl updating??? Probably shes scared to update Because almost half of the school knows who t-girl isss.. haha... u scared ugly fat bitch..

MARCH 6, 2010 6:59 AM

But enough of the comments. Faishal told me that he thought I was t-girl when he first started reading about her.

WHATTHEFUCKMAN?

Faishal Schmich

i know who it is,but i dont wanna blabber it out to anyone,i wanna have my own little game with the person ;) you'll see.

February 28 at 1:27pm ·

Seriously. I only found out about t-girl when I received the e-mail from jade.

and when Iven sent me the link. I decided to check the blog out.

I know, I'm fat and extremely ugly. But I would never in a million years bitch about my friends.

I care about them too much. Even though they try to space me out (esp the twins and sometimes jade) 'cause i ain't pretty or hot enough.

Anyways. Screw this shit.

I have mocks to care about.

fuck parents.

so yeah. i went to taylors to check it out and shit.

met people i know on the way but that's not the story.

it's my parents. who fucked the story up.

you have to fill this career option shit so i went and put

MOVIE PRODUCER

dad:- deana. you are pathetic. be realistic. you can never end up as a movie producer because you're untalented.

mom:- yeah.

deana:- *FUCK YOU ALL*

career's bitch :- so. deana. wotcha wanna do?

dad :- she wants to do law.

deana:- i want to do mass com.

bitch:- i think law suits you.

deana:- * DID I FUCKING ASK YOU BITCH?*

bitch:- so which country are you thinking of branching out into?

dad:- singapore

deana:- uk.

dad:- NO. SINGAPORE.

mom:- IT'S HER LIFE.

bitch (to my dad) :- so you want to do a-levels?

dad:- yes.

deana:- *I'M THE ONE GOING TO COLLEGE NOT YOU!*

daym. i wish i said the * words.

fuck them all.

only the sexy people

now wait a minute ya'll

this dance ain't for everybody

only the sexy people

so all you fly mothers out there, get on out there and dance

dance i said

deana really wants to be in glee :(