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/ Friday, February 08, 2008



weekend is tomorow and that equals to more burnt food. burnt food equals to cancer for your information. however, there's four years old trisyia who promised me a bed time story. that girl doesn't know how to read yet but she is still very determine to read to anyone at least a page of a fairytale. and there's nadiah! i missed her so much that hearing her talk on the phone got me all jumpy and all the more excited for tomorow. and then there's no need to go for madrasah. now now i can actually skipped the part on memorising surah coz i'm super slow and a little bit buta huruf coz i don't go for any ngaji anymore.however, i won't gt to listen to that potbelly classmate of mind who laughed that contagious laughter of his. okay i don't actually gt what i mean. hahas

and i really miss nurulhuda. it's so sad. i'm so used to seeing her almost everyday. i wonder what it's like when school starts and i'm no longer in the same class or same school as her. :(
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Nurul Ain Norazman
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i'm a smooth operator in the daylight
and a dancer in the dark


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