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the week hadn't started pretty good.
70 bucks went flying at 9am in the morning to get myself better.

post-exam stress.
a few more hours and we meet that terrifying moment of truth.

and to top it all of,
somebody's girlfriend called me to ask who i am.

ok fine, you came to me nicely..and i answered you nicely.
but seriously, do you need to do all these interrogating sessions?

fyi, i'm seriously not interested in your bf.

right.
as if im not under enough pressure alr.

i thank ALLAH,
for all i've got.

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Huda J.
11 November.
Nanyang Poly - SBM.
God's Child.
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u can walk down the typical scorpio lane with me,
but really..i am fragmentary,
a patchwork of life's most beautiful elements.

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*My Gallery*
*The Poet & herPendulum*
*BaBy QiE*
*Lily Nelain*
*aBg no0ch-Cham*
*darL hoOpla*
*my QueEn 0f SacaRsM*
*Eddy*
*Mas's LJ*
*Mas's Bloggy*
*Rachel LJ*
*Amanda*
*Nona Malinda*
*Wid*
*Joey*
*Nur Misuari*
*NiSa*
*AMIRAWWR*
*Shimah*

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