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Thursday, January 1, 2009

I hope it's not too late for me to wish all my loyal readers, Happy New Year!

It fucking Friday, nd th first day of school in th first semester. Since I'm not working today, I just thought of having a good, long sleep hours since I've been working and went home late everytime, but eventually school has started. Truth to be told, I'm lazy, no doubts. Need to drag myself at six every morning. Alright, I know I'm not th only one who needs to wake up so early. rofl.

I was supposed to meet baby in th morning to go to school together, but it's all my fault for taking my own sweet time walking to th busstop. And it's was damn packed, i tell you! I was merely on time for school since it started at seven-twenty and I came through the assembly hall at the exact time. Shall not drag about it any longer, so yeah, School was fine just now but th best part when I get to see baby in his long pants nd his new haircut which makes me wanna bite him. You know th feelings upon seeing someone who's god damn cute? Grr. You know, I'll definitely get you one day. Apparently there's no lesson today, all i did was just talking till th clocks stuck at twelve twenty-five. *smiles widely* I seriously hated th part when I'm heading back home, seriously, turned off. I get caught for my skirt today, yes today. The fucking first day of school.

I'm too lazy to be bothered to enscript a blog entry but I'm just doing it since I am hella bored.
I've even read baby's blog, he's just so sweet. He told me he could never forbid me or stop me from being who I am but he should always know that I've never been trying to hard to quit about my bad habits. I've got so many empty promises. *bite my lower lips*

I'm so sorry, Muhammad Fawwaz bin Anuar.
I fucking love you.



Forget everything but th hand holding.

Im going to start this off with something so cliche.
I love you, you complete my day.
It seems as though everything consists of you,and revolves around you.
Your smile is the brightest of them all.

B, I want cupcake!
Amanda, I want cupcake! )':