me

faezah,19
Temasek Poly, Retail Management
barista
i'm a boring person.BAHH.

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Friday, January 13, 2006
11:48 PM

Just think of me as the pages in your diary

This is an extract from the pages of my dairy years ago.
When I was fucking 14.

Dat time I saw Qamar wit his friend. & they were askin for donations.
Flag day wat!I gave Qamar some coins and he was beaming.
Qamar was the 1 who came up 2 me and asked for donations sayin "bolehlah!"
I just couldnt say no 2 dat puppy look on his face.He was soooo cute!
After dat incident,I kept picturing his face in my head.

very,very cute!

Friday 9/8/02 9:32 PM

Pardon my beyond atrocious english.
I was stupid, idiot and whatnot.
And i didnt know how to spell "Qamah" back then.
If u havent notice.
I typed the words I used in the diary okay.
So laugh at me all you want.
Sheesh.

On a lighter note.Ili,Fi and I and prolly Naq are going to start a business.
We were inspired to start one after attending this talk about entrepreneurship.

Fi : Kita start business arh
Me : ok arh
Fi : Business jual seluar dalam terbalik.

Such bitch.
I'm sorry arh that I was THAT late for school today that I wore my girl boxer front,back.
It wasnt supposed to be embarassing till I noticed that there was a tag hanging out at the front of my skirt.




The fucking clarity of the picture taken using my fucking new phone.
Awesome huh.Okay dats me with no fucking eyes with my bitch.


This is the very sweater I wore 8 years ago when I was at London and I can fit into it!

Watch out for someone wearing shrunken sweater and say HI okay.









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