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Tuesday, December 23, 2008 | 9:41 PM

























It feels good to be back. so.. i went batam with my family & relatives. wat did i do over there? lets see.. jacuzzi, steam bath, javanese massage, shopping, pool, table tennis, seafood, a&w, kfc, j.co donuts & many more. okaes, someone said tt i sounded depress from my previous post. hahaha. im not, for real. those things i said has got nth to do with me. i mean.. i was saying it in general. dont worry ehk, dear still loves me :D by the way, i felt so lazy to go to work just now. i was pretty tired after the batam trip. i had to force myself to wake up early in the morning. but.. im glad at least tmr is half day for me plus im not working on thursday. duhh, christmas day is a public holiday. soon.. im gonna get myself out of there. i smell fun~ movies & shopping coming my way :D


2008 is coming to an end, real soon. i've got no new year's resolution because i know its a waste of time. i'll just go with the flow. another thing.. Olevel results. nadiah will scream at me each time i remind her tt the results are gonna be out soon. haha, who's not nervous right? i'll just hope for the best. okaes, i miss dear. i miss nas. i miss nadiah. i miss hasinah. i miss nasha, my primary school best friend. we used to look alike (i think) & i rmb those times when even the stall holders thought tt we were siblings. i've not seen her for so long. gosh, i wanna meet her!