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SURIA MELANIE
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BEWARE!!! you are now reading the confessions of the not-so-shopaholic guru

Suriram Ram

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alep
nancy
mira
cindy
lanny
liang yi
qilah
tim
ayie
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karen cheng
hunny madu
barney stinson



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Tuesday, February 23, 2010
the stories that happened yesterday


i just wanna cry




"The most terrible poverty is loneliness, and the feeling of being unloved"
-Mother Teresa.


i hate being alone.

sometimes i say bad stuff about the IRCC because it took my friends away, leaving me sad and alone.

tonight they are going to have the KL drift movie premiere here. i wouldn't be going since i have no one to go with.

i wanted to donate blood today but when i imagine seeing my blood and other people's blood my knees turn to jelly.

i had a nap just now, only to be awoke because of the heat.

i hate it when you are busy.

i hate it when there's a pop quiz. somehow i'm never ready.

i don't understand why you don't reply my text.

i hate it when you don't reply my text.

i hate it when people don't flush the toilet after doing their business.

i hate it when i'm sad and can only think of the negatives right now.

i hate it when the bathroom's full.

i hate it when you take a shower in the toilet and then clog up the floor. wonder just why you won't use the real shower cubicles?

i find it weird yet annoying when people just won't close the door after entering.

i don't like to sleep with the lights on. i would wake up with a very bad mood.

i hate last minute changes.

i hate it that you turn my ideas into something so lame.

i hate it when people laugh at my ideas.

i am so angry and sad now.

why is perak so hot? omaigot.

i hate it when people make fun of my looks. they think they're so perfect.

i hate it when i have to laugh along with the stupid jokes they made about me; because if not, they would think i was upset. see? although you make fun of me i still have the heart to jaga yours okay?

i hate it when i see missed calls or texts that have been for me made hours ago. i feel guilty.

i hate it when i don't have the money to buy what i really want.

i hate it when you see me, you pretended not to notice.

i hate latecomers.

i hate it when you 'steal' what is actually mine.

i hate it when you made a promise to meet up and unfortunately both are just to busy to meet up but you still blame yourself.

i hate it when i am just to tired to fall asleep. yes, there is such thing.

i hate it when it's noisy when i just wanted to sleep.

i hate to tell you about your bad habits since you are so sensitive.

i hate it when i am trying hard to mend our relationship but you are just not supportive.

i hate it when my room is messy.

i hate comparisons.

i terribly hate it when i thought i had done the right thing for test, soon after there will be people discussing about the answers and for no apparent reason they sounded so confident. psychologically you assume your answers were wrong.

i hate it when pretty people gets the attention. let's say you are walking with one and other people just look at her, you no longer exist.

i hate it when in fact you can trace my sad voice but not doing anything to lighten it.

i hate being far from my family.

i hate it when you get confuse with lust and love.

do you know that it is disrespectful when you speak any language apart from English during a meeting? please think of others too okay?

i hate the fact that i might have done whatever i have wrote above. sorry.

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