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Monday, December 20, 2004

..:[ double roti canai ]:..

syiok le wiken ni.. mary dtg umah, melepak. semlm aku mc. the whole day lepak ngan mary. xhingat dunia. perfoye², ngorat abg hai peng yg ensem tp sarat ngan eksesori, gelang cincin rantai sarat, tp nasib baik muke leh cari mkn.. hehe.. pusing² 'dunia', pastu jln kaki balik umah. mlm kuar mkn roti canai depan umah aku ngan aya skali. syiok. double roti canai agi, buncit perot.. da tu ngah syiok2 mkn, ade pakcik 'kureng' skit ni duk usya² kami 3 dara pingitan ni. hayya.. kaco org nak merase nikmat roti canai je.. huhu

havin the very² good time. huhu

lastnite: mary, aya and me

the very² precious to me.

4 Comments:

ladywada comment...: ahahahha... iklan colgate je. hari senyuman colgate sedunia... siuttt jek; 9:36 AM, December 21, 2004
Empty Dead Soul comment...: Jangan iklan kancing gigi dah la. Muehehehe... Jangan mare... Nanti tak comey dah... :þ; 12:48 PM, December 21, 2004
ladywada comment...: huhuhu..; 2:03 PM, December 21, 2004
apitt comment...: tembamnye yg ujung tu.. nak aku cubittt jer.. eeeiii. ;p; 2:44 AM, December 31, 2004

the girl in baju kurung

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.....

..: mY bUTt :..