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Friday, May 1, 2009

& i'm truly sorry.
i feel bad for what happen.

guilty conscience.

which i,nurul ain ismail, do not get guilty from whatever i do.
strange though.

i tell you what.

i wouldn't want give a damned about what's revolving.
cause i, wouldn't want to get tangle just like you.

of all the nerve,
you have to stick your nose around.

i wonders you have a gene of a pig.

& not to forget,
Labrador is totally bored.
i got mosquito bites all over my legs.
damned you.
hortpark was fabulous & awesome.

& i wont be uploading the pictures.
cause trust me,
we are not a good photographer.

my pictures are either far.
cousin Alina is either blurry.

boyfriend.
when will you ever bring me out again?
10 years later uh ?
funny right.

a sucker & fool of love.

have i warn you?
probably going to be a long post.

my body is aching.
i can't walk.
my waist is killing me.
KILLING.

i've opt for a darker hair colour.
hazelnut.
i think i look 5 years younger now =)

& yeah,
boyfriend have been self praising him for looking cute.
let me tell you,
self praising may,once in a while,boost your confidence level.
but too much or too often of it may be described as disgusting.

my brain cells are dead.
not functioning.

am straining my eyes now.
since two plus am staring at the comp.

i think that should be all.