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Sunday, June 26, 2011 2:19 AM

counting on the days for the next pay day. tuning to hitz.fm. kaki da gatal ni. nak gi shopping. and i love my new workplace. the peole are nice! they're more like a family instead of colleagues. hell yeah, i love you people.



now then i know how it feels like to be cheated. stmf. take care you suckaa! don't ever dream of meeting me again.

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dear diary.

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I'm not like those immature bitches who think they know everything. I dont dress to impress.I dont wear expensive make-ups & branded stuff to attract.

Siti 'Aishah
07 February.
taken by Zul Azhar; awesome!




without a single word.



went away.


Alnissa♥
Cheryl♥
Fadhlin Sakina♥
Yaya♥



your smile.


April 2010
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shake it.







won't regret.

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