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Thursday, November 6, 2008

" 'cause i see sunset in your eyes "
"The world slows down
But my heart beats fast right now
I know this is the part
Where the end starts "
-pussycat dolls , i hate this part . NICEY NICE
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thought tt we were stronger? pretty much yeah. and i figure tt the reason why i feel so fucked up and down is you. but you dont seem to know. scarred for life? > i make it sound like a huge statement. but no, once scratched no refund right.
i've tried lying to my heart before but no it doesnt work. why do we even have to lie to ourselves. pretty much cause we cant accept the fucking truth. too petty i guess huh amy? life's what you turn it out to be, but it cant always go your way. *life's a sadist Dx*
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ok, so yest, 5th nov. today 6th, tmr 7th. ;B
yest :
i stayed at home, do the dishes, fold the clothes, study in sight of my mom, talk to my dad nicely, and talk to my mom a lil. like two or three lines ajer. still, to me its ok nvm, u dont get it
but no, i did it all not just to get the loot. ikhlas tau. cause i felt like hugging my dad (so random ) but instead i just pull his uban lor. then my mom, i help to cook nasi goreng, make air teh, housework basically. out of boredom. and i talk nicey nice with my abg. though he still punched me a few times yest -.-
oh, and i even made time for working out. AHA, see amyraa sooo lurblurb can. omg im sooo cute, NOT -.-"
sry there's so many -.- faces. cause its morn and im hungry!
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"i'll be gone, before you wished it happen"

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