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    Thursday, October 07, 2004

    ..:[ shiny star ]:..


    i think my lucky star is shining :) *ting *ting~

    i'll be in KL on monday for training. will stay for 1 or 2 weeks. need to prepare myself before start all over new. cewah

    nak kate konfiden tu mmg xkonfiden ar tp i'll try my bes. bukan semua org dpt peluang. hurm.. tah la. bg org lain may be xde la shiny sgt lucky star aku ni tp bagi aku yg mmg da pening paler mikirkan mase depan ni rase bergemerlapan jek star aku tu.. i thot aku akan foreva n ever clerk je.. tetiba je my hero fall on my lap n offer me the lucky star.. ahak (ape aku merepek tah)

    so let us pray for my lucky star ok :) *ting *ting~


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