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Myself

- 17 on 5th Oct 2006. - Known as Aryuna. - Sketching, Mangas, Dancing and Singing.

I wish for...

- A black ink pen. - Keyboard. - Peace and Good Health.

My Friends


Zizie
Alia
Ella
Firah
Dyl
Ama
Hanna
Diyy
Iffah
Aryuna
NazAmirah
credits

Aryuna

inspired by Michelle*
It's History

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Talk It Out


Friday, March 25, 2005


=I walk this empty street.=

I decide who I am. I decide what's a betrayal and what's not. - Irgan

Tavern Gareth:-
I was just reading this cool book. It's very easy to understand. I get caught up in it like for an instant.
Book's called Head Games. Written by Mariah Fredericks.
Borrow it in the library if you want. Haha.

Yesterday's Ikhlas last episode (",)

Cool ending. Naya chose Reza instead of Iman. Iman seemed like he approved of it, tho he was quite heartbroken, least that's what his expression potrays.
Haha and the cuckoo guy who was like a bapok, turned into a normal, very cute person... haha.. Funny thing.
Somehow, I only caught hold of the part where they were berjemaah... and shaking hands... and go round... apologise²
And da last part. Which was kewl.
Den Zizie called me. Just to tell me that she was happy with Ikhlas's ending.. haha Weird person she is... ("-) If only there were such people in real life *in my life i mean*.. like Reza and Naya... :P
I'll be as happy as a monkey..haha.
Den somehow, when zizie was talking to me. I was kinda in a dreamy state. I was totally out of the conversation. Haha. Zizie was blur. Well.. Sorry but I was sort of lying down on my mom's bed... *phone's in my mom's room*.. and Doze off a little...
Kinda rude, But hope she understands.. Haha.. nvm.. Zizie kan understanding kan kan kan?

Yesterday ParentTeacherMeeting Session. Full of merepekness. My father actually no need to come also can seh. He just wasted his time, listening to the principal talking crap, for more than an hour. After that, just go down for some refreshments. Which wasn't that Satisfying.. I repeat Not SATISFYING. haha. Oh well.. Went home rite away, never went to see NG or anything... sucha waste of time. Naseb baik my mom never take leave. Buang masa.

Somehow, even tho how boring or sleepy it was when Ms Cheng was addressing us as well as the parents, I was listening hard. I really want to go for JC. Go to University. Get a Great Job. Fulfil what I want to do. The thing is, I still have yet to find what am I keen of doing. Haha. dats a real great pleasure.

Really it is.

around 15 more mins. Actually I have to be at Serangoon. Well, Think I'mma take 103... den meet them straight at Wee Lee. It's been a long time since we really Jam together and stuff. Even Blitz gonna be there. Haha. And I wouldn't want to continue losing my touch in this. I really don't wish to. Coz music is life. And that's it I guess.
Here from me soon. Like... a lot later.
I hope today's a really Good Friday.
=I walk alone.=










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