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Friday, August 31, 2007
some sense of security.


life is full of choices, and damn, i hate to make particular choices.

i can't go out with frens sometimes, because my mom always have surprised plans. either she wants to go out or there are food orders for her to finish up. since both my dad and sis have to work, i will be the one accompanying my mom.

so, i really have to say sry to my frens if i cannot go out with you, or i cancel plans at the last minute.

berchermich, really sry i can't meet u guys today. but i will make it up to u guys! ((: LOVES.

i met my aunt this afternoon to pass her some things she asked for. she asked me how's sch blah blah. i told her it kinda suck, but yea, im still coping. like duh, only the first semester had passed, wad u expect? [and no, i didnt tell her that. hah.]

and she asked me why i chose this course. she kept on blabbering that i dun speak up, cant talk well and BLAH BLAH BLAH.

HELLO! who's taking the course now? you or me? u dunno wad im going through, so dont give me nasty comments.

gosh, i shd just tell her i hate talking. yes, i hate talking. i dun like to talk in front of my relatives. cos i really do care abt what they think abt me. unlike my sis, whatever she talks, my relatives just laugh and smile at her.

i prefer to listen. i really do. ask any of my close frens. they know. i can talk, but sometimes i stammer. so really, dun blame me if i just laugh or smile and nvr say anything. cos i can't talk fluently as you.

and one more thing. i dont like to talk abt problems that i am facing. i am the type who keeps everything inside, hide everything from everyone. sometimes i will show that im having problems, buti dun really like to talk abt it. just give me some time to cool myself down, and i will be okaae. (:



on a lighter note, i bought chocolatesssss. maltesers and violet crumble. yum yum.
but i can't find the willy wonka caramel chocolate that i've been finding for soooo long. i saw it dat time, but i got no money to buy. oh mannnn.

and omg, i dreamt of ahmad. =X stab me.
*runs around, screaming hysterically*



i need a break from it all.


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LYNA-
16SEP1990
i love vitasoy.
i love cheese twisties.
i love ungu!






shit.

be honoured that people are willing to ask for your help.
and i want to go to brunei(READ:JERUDONG PARK) at the end of the year.



pee.




flush.
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