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Saturday, October 14, 2006

hello.

yesterday, i feel like killing F when that fellow said something out loud, and in front of him. but when i think back, and with what biba's blog said, he's actually doing the right thing. sometimes its better for the other party to know than he don't know nothing at all. hmm..

so, thanks F! so sorry for abusing you yesterday. from next week onwards, pls do that more often when we see him in the tea room okie. :)

well, i think i got a new crush. this time, for real. haha.

ok. bye.

6:21 PM Friends are like roses... you have to look out for the pricks!

The Lady

Siti Fatimah

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About her

a nurse.
paranoid.
20.11.86
loves her family.
loves her darlings.
loves her friends.
too many backstabbers in her life.

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