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Beverly

Posey Parisian

Beverly, 15

A dreamy idealist at heart, she loves staring at the clouds in the day and admiring the stars at night.


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20090424
Giant B in the making
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a friday afternoon taken from my balcony

I have eaten what a glutton would wolf into their gullet after starvation. I guess I will certainly see the effect of it when a sudden change of direction of the needle in my weighing scale gradually moves towards the east. Well, it is indeed that devastating.

Mid-years are in less than two weeks and i couldn't stop doing other things. I'm still in my usual self where i visit the bookstore buying magazines when i ought to be facing the seemingly easy job to flip pages and pages of my books in my study room till the street lamps go dim, dimmer and I would be drooling...Perhaps dreaming about macarons over again...

I couldn't believe that i'm back to using blogger when i used to hate it so much so that i deleted a whopping number of posts that were written years back without sparing a thought of the memories i created during my transition between childhood and adolescence.

I'm tired. I have done so much reading from gossip websites to twitter to myspace to wiki since 3pm. My study marathon will commence in three minutes...and the race will last for three pathetic weeks.

I miss Gossip Girl time. So badly.

xoxo