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A Note

I love flowers. I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises. I'm dainty and ambitious; really. I nurse others. There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.

 Yours Truly

N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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Wednesday, August 16, 2006 11:30 pm
Can I just say there's too much?



There's too much to study.
There's too many notes.
There's too much information.
There's too much expectations.
There's too many events.
There's too many mysteries.
There's too much going on in my life.

Stress MUCH!