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Siti Khairiah. i'm sweet like candy and i'm still mummy's princess.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010



I was supposed to head home yesterday, but i ended up here at darda's house. why?? That someone literally PAITAO me and i would like to thank him alot. I just dont get it why would you even make a promise when you knew you cant fulfill it. Maybe because, you wanted to make my heart happy by making those promises AT FIRST , But you knew the end will be disappointing. I wonder what you feel when you get to see me disappointed. Must be great huh? Well, Ass you! And the most annoying part was everytime you did wrong, all your wrongdoings will be just yesterdays stories. When the day after comes, you'll simply just forget everything that happened yesterday. In other words, you're the type who didnt want to bring up yesterday's stories , and just live your life for the future. And some part that attitude of yours, sometimes make me love you more. Cause that stupid attitude , is SO YOU. Well like i said before, i'll just hope or better in time.

i actually intend to walk home from RC but My sayang friends says, dont. with this kind of poor health and the weather , they told me to just sleepover darda's place. i didnt want to at first, cause today im working , But they keep on saying dont go work laa, dont go laa.. And the shocking thing was, the most who persuade me not to go to work was that 25 years old bijan. i could still remember how he tries to persuade me with the devil-like sound running through my ears. NB. So ive just woke about 10 plus upon Din's text messages. wanted to just get back to my sleep but this idiotic asthma of mine stops me.

yesterday, i checked my tagged after so long ive left it untouched. read few messages and comments . then not less than 5 seconds , after giving love to darda, i sign out. thinking of deleting it but darda keep on saying then who's gonna gib me love if i delete my acct. so, basically, my tagged are just for giving love to darda. haha

My bloggie seems to be more words than pictures. i miss uploading pictures. nyeahahauahuha.












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