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    Tuesday, November 01, 2005

    ..:[ selamat ari raye ]:..


    agak terlewat skit aku nak wish selamat ari raye..

    ni pon aku posting through email dulu, x sempat nak spend time kat cc... sibuk sgt aritu aku nak kemas rumah nak raye, baju raye, kuih raye.. tambah lagi preparation untuk 7th Nov ni.. double sibuk!! tak menang tangan aku di buat nye!

    arini aku celah² mase jugak la posting..

    em... esok luse da nak 7th Nov.. hihi... berdebar jugak bile pikir, excited.. hihi

    aritu 1st Nov, ade Gathering Ex-SMKSS kat bukit kecik, Restoren Chilada. aku gi gath tu ngan bi and leman. kawan² sume x caye aku ngan bi ade affair. hihihi... slame ni kami x kecoh² sgt, kwn² rapat je yg tahu. tu pon kantoi secara x sengaja. segan jugak aku, ye la.. bi ramai kawan, aku dulu kat skolah x popular.. low profile je.. huhuhu.. kisah la.. itu dulu. skang da lain.. :)~

    hehehe... selamat hari raye kawan²... may this hari raye bring us happiness and smiles :)


    haVin'  thiS  FOoLish ThOt  at  5:10 PM

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