THE PERSON I LOVE THE MOST
a futile trip to science centre. we reached late and the admission counter was closed. visited my distant aunt who had just undergone an operation pertaining the spine at st lukes hospital. nauseating. and my face's as oily as a wok's face.
omg, how many guys used to fall in love with a girl named fitriah? in a span of half a year, i've met two and both hope that i'm nowhere close to that evil fitriah they knew. and all those bromidic statements....a big FAILURE. okay, i sound so heartless. im friendly and it's not that easy to make me yours. i'm not a whore. words can't buy me either.
R. how the hell he know my name? HAHAS (: guys are so good at telling tales. i'm amazed.
that name never fails to carve a smile. if only he's like those typical mats who will go out with random girls. he's not. and that's why i like him. and he's a firm believer of ISLAM. and that's why i like him. he flashes this NICE SMILE in his photos. and that's why i like him. arghhhhhhhh(: HOT! it seems like this insanity wont die.
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