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This could be a quick recovery I must say. Honestly its not. Maybe its me in denial, maybe I just wanna quit to feel anything, maybe cuz I just had my mom scolded me on the phone just now.

It's a quite 'waking up call'.

Anyway, toldcha that if Nabil was there, I were to be slapped. It came through though. One question after another, if you get hurt, you must talk to hati kering people. You'd be okay. ... ok, says Who?
But Nabil was correct, I was too excited. I was bad in judgement, I was too nice.. I was too emotional. All in all, in the fact that the one is a jerk, I was the one to blame. And its not worth at all to hurt myself. 
I guess..

if you wanna be consoled emotionally and bitch about the Monster, you go to your gfs.
Else... whats bfs are for.

So.. life like this. I am this grateful to have my friends there for me. I am. Syukran.


Time to get up, face reality. Throw all the stuff, change bed spread, sterilize the room. First thing is Done. Ive changed my blog layout. Nice?
Eat Pray Love.



hungry.. what to eat?


Hushgirl currently listening to : Try Try Try
Smashing Pumpkins
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