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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

CNY.
4 days of not seeing the corporate office and no one to watch out for.
How nice.

And pleasure was added seeing J.Abraham in his undies walking arnd the kitchen sipping orange juice. (i know im gg to get many eyebrows raised after this one. heh)

Mother, please marry me to J.Abraham and i shall start teaching Feez how to count using his muscles. HAHA.

Ok Huda is insane and she loves catching things that she cannot have. And partly due to that, she is neither happy nor sad.

What the hell.

Grad's up in March, can dear Hadi get me a place during the engineering big day? Please, i need to see some ppl take the throne. Thank you very much.


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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