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Sunday, July 6, 2008






No motive?









Okay, nah. The pictures for today's date with tasha laling. Laling eh tasha ? Weeeweet! Lol. Hah you know i know eh. Go read your old archives, nyahaha. So yes, she came to my house at ard 3.30 and i had to get ready till 4 plus. We do stupid things. Straightener=Iron. You'll get what i mean. Kalau kau tak dapat, kau bodoh, lol. Went to the lib, read my novel , and yes borrow novels.

When we were in the ladies, i saw this guy outsite the ladies, was looking around , in the ladies yo. And repeatedly do that for two or three times. So yea, since he does that, i have an akward feeling. When we went out from the ladies, he ask for out number-.- And i have a stupid excuse: I dont have a handphone. And when he turns to tasha, tasha walk away. He ask a stupid qn. "Number handphone ada 8 digits kan? Whats your number?" Style per. And the way he approached us so damn typical. Your face like familiar ah, you sec three ah ? -.-Bodoh. Then we dint give him our num. Typical mat reppps.

Went to banquet. Tasha ate fried cockles kuay teow and i ate fried prawn hokkien mee, whatever it is but nice la. Cause i was hungry. Hah. Then we went lepak and took picts and pooof, im home.

Someone made me really thinking. He made me regret trusting someone that easily. I trusted him but he destroyed it, thanks.