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/ Sunday, January 18, 2009



funny. my new year resolution was to cry lesser. falied attempt. seriously. i cried over the slightest thg. i get bruised easily. it gets on my nerve sometimes. oh well.

you know i nvr gave it a thought. its been at the back of my mind. but recently, everythg rolls in smoothly out of the blue. you, you and you. yeah you. i thought it was through.

today everything went wrong. supposed to work with my fav girl, hajar, but yeah, things came up and from a rink girl, i was switched to the party girl. and the kids tortured me. it was terrible. maybe half of me was somewhere else and i wasnt paying attention to the party at all. i ended up troubling haema and raihanah. i dont feel like doing birthday parties anymore. i dont feel like being part of ek anymore. after knowing certain things about the bastards. after work, hajar, fitri and emma's presence made it alot better. the night ended well. i guess.

and oh i thk i founnd myself a new candy. (:
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