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Wednesday, March 26, 2008

I'm furious. Where's my bloody cap?!

Well, i'm surprise to hear Syud's voice. Not what i expected. Those girly and soft type. No.
It was husky yet girlish. Like Ella...
Somebody i really admire.

So, this Itik girl and her friend. Well, couldn't wait till friday...

And ouh yea, Sunday too.
At least i'm going shesha at night this Sunday. With or without company.
Hm...

Like always, i'll be repeating 1 more semester, with only 1 subject.
Dejavú...
I feel so down, and when i turn to the back page of Tuesday's Newpaper,
an ad... The same feeling.
Dejavú.

I love white,
And...
I hate the sun.

1:37 am
Razzi Stifler