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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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Fiza Zakaria's Facebook Profile


Free Speech


The Past

Let bygones be bygones.

hits

Thursday, June 04, 2009


I feel good.
I've been jogging constantly for the past weeks.
Exercise do release my mind atleast for awhile.
I'm tired of thinking and wondering.
Somehow I need a good laugh. Really.
Everything seems so stressing lately.

I feel like laughing till I cry.

Can anyone be my laughing pill?

I feel like crying too but I'm too tired for that.
I need a shoulder. I need someone to talk to.

My wish:
Someone to walk with me at the beach and at the same time make me laugh till I cry.


Ms curly out : 5:23 PM

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