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Tuesday, May 01, 2007 @ 2:41 pm

believe it or not, i cried. yes.. CRIED. after reading your entry, ROHANISYA BTE JUMARI. well.. i can't believe that i cried. omg! stop crying sehh syah.. stop being a crybaby.

but
but...

you're gonna stay in the west sehh, nisy.
even when you mention that you can stay over at our places.. it didn't make me go all excited ok.this is so BAD NEWS.

yes.. and i still haven't stop crying.

who's gonna take the same train as me?
who's gonna layan all my merepekness in the morning and after school, on the way home?
& dont try to make it sound all ok.. cos knowing this, it is NOT ok.
but i know that you don't have any choice..

but..
but..
..........

i'm crying like shit now.

AISYAH
the girlfriends.
We're unique in our own way,
and we need nobody to judge;
'cause nobody knows us better than ourselves.

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