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Friday, March 7, 2008,

im not really looking forward to it,but.
who knows.

anyway,i told cha i went out just now.
and here are some splendid pictures taken!
the start of the afternoon.
heavy downpour, hot sun shining.
met darlings and had our lunch.
i knew it i knew it i knew it i knew it.
its her its her,that fajar teacher.
are'nt you shocked dear boyfee?
what a small world.
hahahahahhahaha.

we finally reached lam soon,
slacked,sing,shouted,screamed.
syafiq's lame jokes never fails
to cracked me up into
a non stop laugthers.

woah,i really can't breath. i can't help it but to laugh
at every single moves we did today.
thanks to them,i was happy.

but whenever i stepped home.
i hate it.
hate doesnt mean i do
because i care.

fcuk ya'll.