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The Writer



21 years of life experiences.

Singapore Polytechnic
Diploma in Chemical Engineering

God who create me
The people who produced me.
The smile and laughter within me
That makes who i am.
Fiza

I swear that i'll never give up
Only God knows what i want in life.

Till then Be my friend. :)


I Want


ipod
University
DSLR Camera


I Listen



I Read

nas. nisa. mya. ayun. nizal. cMa. alfian. syahida. citee. erny. izzah. rafie. eileen. yana. dewi. adi. yat. wan. idiot. huan. hainita. ann. liyana. izfa. dewimalam.

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Free Speech


The Past

Let bygones be bygones.

hits

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Sometimes i feel like laughing my heart out.

HAHAHAHA.

Seriously i wonder...
if people ever understand how u feel?
If people ever asked u how do you do?
If people ever think about how u feel?

I tot God give us two EARS. One ear for one side.

Seriously i don't tink people understand how i feel.
People can talk shit with me now but i dun care cause all i know is i'm right.

Laugh Out Loud.

Too late now.
It is buried too deep down to take it away from me.

Ms curly out : 10:57 PM

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