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Friday, April 1, 2011


01. Hello bitches. It's the first of April and some people are trying to be a prankster for a day. Nothing hysterical happened today so you can say that this April fool is just like the other typical days. Nenek is recovering from her sick, Alhamdulillah. Life's been neutral. Life is obviously unfair. Every time I'm happy, bad things comes by and ruined it all for me. Fuck all these shitt. I hate temporary things and feelings. It sucks a lot. I sucks a lot. Dammit! Am feeling so restless plus I'm annoyed with so many cunt rags. I hope you wake up in hell.


Hi Haqim. I love you. It's tough, I won't deny. Things changed, feelings changed and so did us. We've been too busy with our own lives and we barely have a decent talk. All I could say is that I'm waiting anxiously for Friday night coz it's the day whereby we could spill out everything. I miss you, Haqim. I swear. I'm awed that you told me that you realised that we've changed and your fear was that 13 would end. It really caught my attention and I'm touched although the expressions you used weren't the kind of expressions I thought you would used. Shh baby.. You know I love you and I know you adore me too. That's all that matters, dear. As long there's effort, count me in. You're such a stubborn and irritating guy but still, you're my guy. Bye butch.