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Monday, February 19, 2007 *9:56 AM

Feeling Red Carpet laa!
Had graduation the other day. I meet so many Datins and Datoks. Felt like it was like Grammy Awards. Feeling laa. Feeling red carpet seh though, it was a plain pathway. Huahahaa. Our make-up melted when we reached the school. The weather was so sunny. Obviously, when we meet old buds, we dont even care of make-up or watsover. First, we hug and kiss each other. Wow! So touching siol! I was damn depressed that i sat far away from my mates. I could see, Julai..Mimi..Azmy..Naz..all laughing away. Aww! Im truly jealous. But, Datin Sopia message me while the VIPs are making a speech. At least, we can gossips la eh via messaging. Hahaaa. But, i managed to make friends with the rest human within my rows. Ivan, Karthik and Alison was there too. So, i tak sunyi! Hee. Im truly sorry for not going to the Sheesh thingy. Next time, surely ON nye! I doubt, it will the most memorable days for us. Ouch! Touching nye!

Dog-Style?
A long 40 pages stories to share. Guess, i just mention the bold words aite? Here it goes. Once a upon a time, someone called me Bitch. Im glad that atleast i've got a tittle. An ass-hole called me Bitch. Yeah! He text, "Thanks for being a bitch in this world..Try better in your luck next time.."...A big talk from a little man - Sepet. I dont think im a bitch. But i've been thinking, twice..nahh..thrice, that you are the son of a bitch. Are you hurt when i say like that? If thats hurting you, so am i ok. Actuallie, i shouldnt called your mum bitch. Maybe the word bitch suits your sisters. Btw, how you know that im a bitch ah? Have i ever slept with you, doing "dog style"? Or, maybe you saw me fucking a man issit? If you really saw me fucking a man, i think thats your father ok. So, takecare my son! Dont worry, i will not forget you ok. Cos, you face will forever stuck in my mind and in my wishing lists to let you died ok. Insyallah. You gotta go hell soon ya. Meet you there! No offence ok.

Sorry, this post is mainly for viewers above 18. Under 18, please dudok diam-diam, tolong mak korang lipat kain baju ok.