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    Sunday, June 13, 2004

    ..:[ happy sunday ]:..


    Back to work. In Terengganu, Sunday is a working day. As usual, nuttin much to do. Answering incomin phone calls, n other daily routines.
    Called my boyfriend. Now he's in JB. 1030. Dia baru bangun tido. He’s not workin today. Wah.. Suare seksi siut.. hihi.. I miss him so damn much. I wonder wat's he doin rite now. Havin his breakfast+lunch? Or baru terhegeh2 nak gi gosok gigi? Eeii busuk laa bi nih! Then wat's he goin to do to spend his weekend? I dont want to think much further, I wish he's here now, I wish I can see him everyday, I wish he's nearer to me. But we r not.. :(
    Da x de keje sgt aku masuk YM Chat. Arghh.. Bosan. All of them r the same. Liar. Fake. Got to know few guys, then they start to talk bout sex. Damn. Wat r they thinking? Dorang ni x de mende lain dah ke nak pikir? Why r guy's thought always about sex. I knew, it is normal but sometimes it seems abnormal. Isn’t it? I don’t know a damn thing about guys..
    Out of words again…….


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      This is the story of a girl. Who cried a river and drowned the whole world. And while she looked so sad in photographs, I absolutely love her.. when she smiles.. How many days in the year she woke up with hope. But she only found tears. And I can be so insincere. Making her promises never for real. As long as she stands there waiting. Wearing the holes in soles of her shoes. How many days disapear. You look in the mirror so how do you choose. And your clothes never wear as well the next day. And your hair never falls in quite the same way. You never seem to run out of things to say. How many lovers would stay. Just to put up with this shit day after day. How do we wind up this way. Watchin' the mouths for the words I would say. As long as we stand here waiting. Wearing the clothes of the soles I would chose. How do we get there today. If we're walkin' to far from the price of the shoes.. When she smiles.....

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