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Tuesday, February 28, 2006 ; 6:53 PM
im i ment tu be alone in tis werld.?
its so huge.
happy tymes are nvr constant. olways remain as memories.
saddness surrounding, nvr givin space tu hapiness.

y was i left untold. un-talked-to.?
y did i give so much, nvr xpect anithin in return. esp tis.! lonlyness. sadness. darkness.

i mised it ol. how i wish i had studie harder, not slacking, not dropin frm a to b to c.!
maybe then, u will not haf left me.
maybe then, i wont be alone.

how i mis de warm huggs.
de comforts. de everything.
every single thing.

frm de misunderstandings, to de fights, to de meetings, to de forgivings, to de hand shakings, to de warm cuddly hugs, to de tears, to de teary smile, n every single detail i might mis out.

maybe i've done something rong, but did not realise it.
maybe its veri obvious in ur eyes, but i saw nothing.

i onie saw ur hand fading away, no longer there, no longer close.

tell me my flaws. point out my mistakes. correct my rongs.

'y was i left out.?'
tis ques will olways be in ma mind wen eve i accidentalie go tu ur blog, see de hapieness.

SHITS.! I HATE MY LIFE.!!!

nothing seems tu be good.
nothing is ever good.

ol i cn sae is tt i mis u guis.
i mis de fun, de fites, de tears, de smyls, de huggs,
de EVERYTHING.

n tis is ol veri2 true.
its not bcs im fitin wif her tt im lookin bac at u guys.
i realie mis tt tym.


rock RAPPER sista sesat, i miss u ppl tu da max.!









The Girl Y

Nurul Atikah bte Sari
as in da IC/BC
Atie is seriously preferred
turninged 7-teen
4-teen december 9-teen9ty
mood-swing--er
grps; wsss; rp-pharmaceutical sci



Contacts & Stats Y

Friendster Account
[ Email ]

Chat Y




Her Wishes Y

new jeans;
nice, durable, COVERED shoes;
new slippers;
slip on-s;
printed tees;
polo tees;
skirt;
new phone;
a freaking job puhlease;
shades;
new laptop skin;
TambuahMas' Rendang
& Tahu Telur;
picnic with da madrasah darlings;



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