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For Her. For Me.

i havent blog for so long, i must say!!

today blogging from the office although its saturday but as i mentioned earlier, i am a committed person hahaha

anyway, just to say that this morning i woke up around 4++ cuz it was so damn hot and i was using my silk blanket. so pandai la kan? then i got my lappie on and ripping off Reza Salleh cd cuz I wanna transfer it to my SE handphone ( cum my walkman now lah! eh.. mp3 player :) ) anyway, yea, before that, I dunno maybe cuz I had a very bad dream or because of the hot weather, I tended to be quite emotional. So I felt like to listen to Big Empty by Stone Temple Pilots. but when I ripped off the Realize cd, it played the last song -- For Her. I love it I love it I love it.

and now when I got at my workstation.. the 1st song played in Random is For Her. For me. Yes for me and me alone. I dedicated this song for myself cuz I love myself more than anyone could love me and I wont get her hurt again.

:) but then, thanks for those who once loved Her. Me. :)


note : owh no, now I feel like Sue Sylvester who got married to herself and there was a wedding cake! oopss Spoiler. :)




Hushgirl currently listening to : For Her by Reza Salleh.

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