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it's only you for me and me for you..

Sunday, October 19, 2008
at some point, every rose has to die.

WHAT THE FUCK, REALLY!
tired, sleepy and crazy stomachache & cursing like a sailor.
when i saw him, i felt like he's the one i've been dreaming about all my life; my malay boy terakhir in green baju kurung.
that dude in sepi was damn hot, really like woah(:
there are some things i still get freaked out about.
boys scare me at times.
i hate clowns and mascots.
why is it that you act differently when she's around? it's like, i feel like a back-up?
sometimes i feel like a horrible friend, but sometimes you aren't that nice either.
being nice all the time puts you to the losing end.
i wanted you to be there, couldn't you guess?
can you sense my feelings?
matching baju-s for raya can be so tacky but when you're in love, everything goes.
ohh, that chinese dude was cute.
oh wells, i don't know.
a little bit longer,
& i'll be fine.
:(