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Thursday, April 19, 2007
i freaking miss my hubby! (:

school starting.
finally timetable is OUT!!
its freaking tight for year2!
goddamit. hah.

anyway.
ytd had a stayover at mas place.
i watched the number 23, BORAT, just friends &
the notebook.

like OMGAWD.
while mas is snoozing away, dreaming abt her prince charming..
i was crying all the way watching...
the notebook.

& all the way i thought of this guy name muhd sufiyan.
i started to miss him so badly !
-.- tsk...

haiz.

&yah. a dispute just broke out between him & her.
& i thought i was abt to lose my voice screaming trying to stop them from fighting.
-.-"
i clearly understood how he feels.
but no matter how harsh & shitty you felt.
you just have to give in.
cause she is more authorised.
patience. is crucial.

hah. tell me shits.

okok. dah

p/s:i'm gonna have a notebook of my own, in case i ever forget myself...
muhd sufiyan would read it to me.. so i will rmmbr. (:

i love him.

xoxo ♥ sue:
8:07:00 PM