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Shahidah Ismail.
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Monday, April 20, 2009

First day of school was damn tiring but still, interesting cause of sewing lesson. Hehe! So cool lah. I'm more knowledgeable about this thing called sewing machine now. *winks*

I shan't talk more about today cause i'm pretty worn out actually. Haha. Worn out on a freaking monday? -_-'' This semester seems like a helluva one for me, i think. Projects, projects, projects coming up. Sheesh. Insyaallah i'll breeze through all as per normal. Yessa!

Also, knowing everything about what exactly happened kills it. I think i'm gonna take a step back. I think i had too much of you in my life already. Hais. I'm just disappointed with y.o.u. I'm sorry that i had to do it again. Please forgive me for repeating my past mistake but i believe it's the best for now. ''If he really wants you, he'll want you now''.

And please to the past, how i wish it would continue even though i ain't sure how the future looks like between us. But get it now that you're the one who let me go, who doesn't wanna get close with me anymore. So please act like what you had decided. There's no such thing as OURS anymore. Don't make me miss you, please..

Anyway look on the brighter side, i met b-i-l in school! Heheheheh! =D

Love idah.