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/ Tuesday, September 16, 2008

tuesday. i had always loved tuesday. but maybe not today. and it's not because somebody had to spoil it or something happened earlier in the day. nothing like that.

everyone is so cooped up with doing their own things. sometimes i wish i'm sixteen and always sixteen. coz back then, i knew it was almost perfect. i knew all i does now is work, work and more work. but it's the only time i actually feels alive. to be truthful,i really miss those times with the happier friends i've known. i wish things haven't got so complicated as it is today.

i wish it was one of those silent night. (coz ayah is drilling the walls in the living room). just when i told myself i was nearing to closure, you had to barge in and gave that significant touch to the holey days that i had. not that i'm never appreciative, but i needed to float on. i wished you had been anonymous as before.

i miss afiqah. i miss her giggling and her sweet nothing self.
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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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