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Sunday, December 03, 2006
the wedding.

hello.

such a tiring day yest. but fun though. helped out at huda's bro wedding. (gosh, tears are flowing as im typing). haha. waited for 30 mins and end up i went to the place first. put our bags at huda's hse, had lunch and start our job. quite slacking lah actually. heh. but the food was good. its a good idea that instead of the normal nasi briyani, they chose kampung dishes. got asam pedas, nangka lemak, laksa, satay.. etc etc. the berkat was plate. the decor was simple yet sweet. green and white. took few pics. and in 95% of the picture, you can see raihan. ok, im exaggerating. but mostly.

to the one that's hurting, im sorry. i have to tell you the truth just now. i knw it saddens you to see those pics. it hurts them to see you sad. i knw that im the last person that you will share your problems with. heh. you jolly well knw how much i hate her.

oklah.

tata.


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