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Wednesday, November 14, 2007


woke up this morning and felt really bad about being so mad at _ yesterday. but at least i didn't flamed _ with offline msgs (which _ won't read anw) or smses or what. it was ironical; i was just so pissed at _ last night, but in the middle of the night when i ended up crying i just wanted _ by my side. then when i woke up this morning... i just felt so so so sooo bad and guilty. i shouldn't have been mad at _ or vent my pent-up frustration at _.

anyway, started "work" today from around 2pm all the way to 7pm. for today, it was helping Aunt Nori to take snapshots of the stuffs she wants to sell on EBay, and at the same time doing some sort of a stock inventory of the stuffs. friday will be another products describing session. and "work" because i don't get paid, but i get commissions. had breaks in between, and entertained my cousins with actual ghost stories about my school. then it was time-out at 7pm. had dinner with them and then watched a bit of Aliens Vs Predators. (there's AVP2 coming soon, anw.) played around with Ady the cat for a while. i didn't know the cat likes to manja (in malay) / sa jiao (in chinese) with people. then my aunt sent me home and now i'm here blogging with my A Maths untouched in front of me.

looked through my emails for a while just now. my god, i miss _ so much.
i miss BC as well cos i'm like darn bored at home till the extent that i almost started doing my homework. One Missed Call outing, alriteys?

[RIHANNA:]
And I hate how much I love you boy
I can't stand how much I need you
And I hate how much I love you boy
But I just can't let you go
And I hate that I love you so
~ Hate That I Love You - Rihanna ft Ne-Yo

seriously.

sometimes i can't stand myself..how much i love you..

11:10 pm

the one


Nur Syafiqah Ahmad Jaaffar ex-WGPS 6E'04 Crescent Girl's School syaf_316@hotmail.com

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