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Seriously takut. Heh. Then, balik around 230 like that, I guess. Tggu Uncle Rahman dtg ambik. Balik Majidee, tggu Aunty Ani ambik. Then, balik rumah Alyssa, kat Perling. Baru tido. And then, pagi tu, balik lah. Oh, celeb birthday Uncle Mahmood. (: Then, baru balik. And now, im home. Just now I watched Paranormal Activity. AGAIN. But, with Mieza. Hehe. Balik tu, kene kejar dengan anjing. This is the 3rd time. Wtafuck ? Whatever lah. Malam tuition. So blur. Hahaha. Sorry, Sir LOGAN ! :D Balik tution tu, I doesnt felt right. Something was wrong. But nahh, its okay. Now, im afraid. Because of that fcking Paranormal Activity. Eff you. Haha. But, you are the best. -.-' Bye. Thsts all. (:Aqila Halimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05715840687306694750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8247339381823042284.post-4625721055402779142010-01-12T17:42:00.000+08:002010-01-12T17:42:37.561+08:00The planet earth turn slowlyToday was quite fun. I dont know what the hell was fun. But I think im happy. I dont know why. Weirdooo. -.-' I just went back from school. Ya know, koko thingy. Im in Unit Bimbingan & Kaunseling. Borinnggggggg. But, best aa boleh dengar orang punya problem. One of my victim is Anis. Well, she got a problems. So, thats all. (:Aqila Halimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05715840687306694750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8247339381823042284.post-7044036753366920532010-01-09T15:00:00.001+08:002010-01-09T15:00:25.517+08:00Ape kimak sial, perangai kau aaah?Aqila Halimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05715840687306694750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8247339381823042284.post-77124998066240001212010-01-06T20:10:00.000+08:002010-01-06T20:10:01.101+08:00Tak pernah buat.Aku sekolah sesi pagi sekarang. Its a new thing. God. Imma PMR candidates. 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Now, i rationalize that im wasting your money, and you didnt get anything from me. All i did, is lie to you. You dont even know that im lying to you. Of crse la you dnt know because im lying kan? Okayy. Back to the point. Ma, im sorry. I just want you to know that you are so nice, kind and awesome to me. Thank you for everything that you gave to me. I promise you, i'll never do that again. So sorry.<br />
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