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Monday, December 10, 2007

Ouh God... I can't believe i've confide some shits to Jahan. Wow...
Maybe i'm going for the workshop thingy. Only for the talk.
Well, the talk which will be held by some i don't know ustaz seems reasonable enough.

Been receiving private numbers lately. I'll admit it's partly my fault for not answering the phone. It's okay now. I won't be calling the person back.

There's something God have laid before me. The signs are there.

I'm such a fucker... Hahahaha

11:34 pm
Razzi Stifler