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Friday, April 10, 2009, 9:53 AM


HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAIRY MONKEY!
Siti Habibah(:
Happy 17th birthday. hope you love just now.
it was fun & enjoyable.
i love to the max. & i really hope you smile more & laugh more.
may all the wishes come true. & things goes smoothly for you this year.
SO; kareena Kapoor is totally me.
neh. its you. still i love if i was the director i would choose you over kareena.
macam paham sia aku.
anyway. i hope this year would be the most memorable birthday ever.
i love you syg.
thank you for everything/
11 april 09(:
love,dinah

DEFINITION OF
Sacrificies.
Love.
Friendship.
what i can infer to all that that words?
after watching the most touching hindustan ever.
i can help but to think what does really all that meant to us.
i couldnt thinking stop till now.
my heart pause for awhile.
seeing hrithik charming eyes.
i kept on thinking his.
i was blown away by few words that just pierce right through me.
i was back to start. no.
im not. but im just wondering whats all that.
i just kept on and on.
i was having a soul searching time.
i want to be alone in times like this.
i want to eat ice cream,
i want to gain weight.
dinah shut.
now im more paranoid.
maybe im way to stress with school and N'levels.
Needing me to go sec 5 to take Os'
higher expections. higher chances of falling.
i was trapped.
then on; every sickness that was bound to stop came again.
i was caught up.

summarize: i cant stop wondering about love again.
true love aint easy to search- hell true RANI/pooja?! [insert pathetic face]



TODAY: [smile big big]
And yes 10 april 09.
the birthday celebration of sasha and bee.
it was called movie marathon.
i had a ton of fun((:
so; here's the full story.
the day before i tricked both sasha and bee that i will not be able to make it.
well; i know sasha was unhappy & bee really want me to go.
the greatest ever; is they believe me.
wth. so then the next day i met up zimah and weween at 12.00+ at jurong.
i was late. sorry sygs. then we went daiso at imm and also bought cake.
it was tiring indeed.then head off to bpp to shop. then went to fajar by cab to shop also.
i were late. sasha supposely need to come at 2pm at zimah's crib. so we ask Syiq to held them back a little longer.
thanks syiq. we quickly walked to zimah's crib and get ready some stuff.
so then; syiq msg us their movements. thanks honey.
so me and weween sat at zimah's room for FOUR HOURS in silence.
get ready some stuff.
WE ARE DRENCHED AND TIRED.
really.
it was funny. our reaction. our whispers. our msg to zimah while we were at the same place.
luckily they went to fetch bee.
so we took the oppurnity to go out and get ready some tibits on table.
and i was furious they WATCH BRING IT ON!! boo!!
haha. so then me and weween get ready behind zimah's room door; with cake on my hand.
getting ready. so then when they walked in; we went out and sang birthday song.
WE SUPRISED THEM. sasha thought it was a ghost.
then hetty came.hahah. oh so bising!
funny her. then we watch HINDUSTAN.
with syiq irritating-ness serious. i felt like head banging on her like zidane. -_-
im addicted now. off to watch mohabbatein(whatever the spelling)
then maybe krish or khabi kushi khabi ghum(whatever the spelling)
HRITHIK HOTTER THAN YOUR BOYFRIEND.
i had a sudden hate on paris hilton.
so the fuh lamak! searching for bff.
dull and unreasonable betul.
i love hannah montana. i love lollipop. i love coke.
i love everything today.
i was more tired than ever.
i had a minor migraine.
but now its major.
fcuk. vulgar to migraine.
serious shit.
i wish everyone had a sleepover party.
summary: FUN & AWESOME.

looking ahead for today?
since it pass midnight.
GROOVE IN THE WEST/ photoshoot.
weeeeeeeee.

ANYWAYS;
goodluck FREEKZYNUTZ for tomorrow.
confirm to finals((:
and lucks to other competitors.

im excited;
gfs gathering weeee.

and to pimples that kept on growing day after day.
shit you. colgate didnt work eh bee!
i dont know whats wrong with my skin.
it use to be cleaner. sial. maybe after ncc training and stuff.
under the hot summer sun. CB CB CB!!
GOD MAKE THE PIMPLES STOP PLASTERING ON MY FACE.
irritating.
random


when i thought what it use to be
i stop for a while and took your picture out of me.
knowing you'll never see;
how you meant to me.

CRY-RIHANNA
I'm not the type to get my heart broken
I'm not the type to get upset and cry
'cause I never leave my heart open
Never hurts me to say goodbye
Relationships don't get deep to me
Never got the whole in love thing
And someone can say they love me truly
But at the time it didn't mean a thing


My mind is gone, I'm spinning round
And deep inside, my tears I'll drown
I'm losing grip, what's happening
I stray from love, this is how I feel
This time was different
Felt like, I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Now I'm, in this condition
And I've, got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry

Did it happen when we first kissed?
'cause it's hurting me to let it go
Maybe 'cause we spent so much time
And I know that it's no more
I should've never let you hold me baby
Maybe why I'm sad to see us apart
I didn't give to you on purpose
Can't figure out how you stole my heart


How did I get here with you, I'll never know?
I never meant to let it get so, personal
And after all I tried to do, to stay away from loving you
I'm broken heart and I can't let you know
And I won't let it show
You won't see me cry

off-hindustaning.
2.54am
11 april 09-habibah bdae!
currently: tuning in to take you down-chris brown
crave BEN&JERRY'S CHEESECAKE.

stop with the last hug.
dee.

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