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Lina Nurfiqah.
I'd rather be me than be like you.

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Lina Nurfiqah
I am totally taken by OngNenChung
I love my bestfriends truckloads; they are my everything!
Just so yknow, I am in love with red roses and teddy-bears.
&& I am normal ; I can be mean sometimes.

Be nice with me and I'll treat you the same (:

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Wish I can have it!
Vaio Pink Laptop
Sidekicks Juicy Couture♥
Dslr Camera!
Full set of make-up!
Mini vacation with him♥
Full set of brushes.
;D Runway Fashion Show
Long hair, indeeeed!
5 Inch Heels and Angle boots
...... too much!

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Monday, February 9, 2009

Today, I am not feeling well. Something wrong in my mind and hell, this something made me cried -___- ‘I am trying so hard to be strong, to be like I-don’t-care but….Sigh. I am sick of it. Okay, what the hell I am talking about? Should I share what is it or should I just pretend nothing happen? I am sick of it and I cried like a pity baby – okay, so I am a loser. Who cares..

Thank you, the words I want to say to you girls for cheering me up today. Pp, Qiss, Kamilah,Nisah, Sheila, Amal Jo and all of you that made me smile again -___- My last decision, I will be like before, pretending I am okay and yes, I will try to ignore it. But, I need your support guys. Forgetting all about this just like make me feel sick. Besides, I am still nothing eventough I am asking why, over and over. Hmm..That's a hard one!

PP
, the best-girl-friend of mine, told me a stupid-short-story today. It’s kind of lame story but that’s the real fact -___- hey, what I am talking about? Oh, this story was from Yayah, her so-called father (and the super-sporting uncle).

Here it goes;
Yayah : Eh, jangan kamu ke rumah uncle di sebelah sana tu ah.
PP : Kenapa yah?
Yayah : Bahaya tu sana ah.
PP : Pasal apa pulang? =,= *emosi*
(Lurus kah reaction mu catu PP? HAHAHAH :D)

Yayah : Yayah tanya ea ada berapa orang anak hari tu.
PP : Then? *karut-karut muka* (HAHAHAHA. Enda ja PP?)
Yayah : Cemani kisah nya…

One day..

Yayah : Assalamualaikum.
R : Wa’alaikumsalam.
Yayah : How are you?
R : I am fine, thanks. How about you?
Yayah : I am fine too……….(skip the story) So, how many kids do you have?
R : I have 3 kids. There are one son and two alligators.

Yayah : =,=


HAHAHAHA. Alligator? What the… HAHAHAHA. I guess he wanted to say two daughters, yes? But, it is okay. Kan sama sudah bunyi nyaa. No wonder bahaya. HAHAHAHAHA xD Adakah daughter jadi alligator. HAHAHA. Kesian anaknya, bapanya ucap durang alligator! HAHAHAHA. Berkecai hati bapanyaa -____-' HAHAHA.
Until here. Oh yeah, I will change my self because of that *sigh* , so, just ignore if you can feel the differences of me =.=

♥written by yours truly
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