Story of my life

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Thursday, May 03, 2007

heart stop beating for 2 mins.
tried to resuscitate.
failed to resuscitate.
gone, forever.

no matter what, you will always be my hero(ine). for 10 yrs you live with heart problem. so, i guess from now on i won't be hearing your voice... i will miss you, truly.
semoga mak ngah ku ditempatkan dgn org2 yg beriman.. insyaallah.

to my 5 angels, thanks for the comfort. and im so very sorry bout ica. i promise during presentation day i will do most of the talking k.

and i might be a bit bipolar these few days. one minute i might be happy and the next minute i might cry. pls endure k ppl.

mum's staying over again tonight. miss her.

8:39 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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