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I don't describe myself.

Thursday, June 7, 2007

AND IM GONNA MISS YOU LIKE A CHILD MISSES THEIR BLANKET.
AND BIG GIRLS DON'T CRY;

Work.
Steelheart's "shes gone" went on air just now.
Me and Wak Gendreng sang our hearts out.
We really don't care about the customers.
Or our manager that is.
And YES.
IT FEELS FREAKING GOOD.
To sing your heart out.
I went.. layyyydeeeeeeehhhhh wont you savee meeeee.
And Wak went.
My heartttt belongggss to youuuuu.
It feels sooo good to let your hair down and do what you really want.
For once.

After that,
Power98 just su*k.
They played Tempted to touch.
Right after my feeling feeling rockering.
WADDE.
Spoil the steam kann.
To all my ladies in the dancefloor.oho oho.
Tempted to touchX2.
Me and Wak looked at each other.
And.
Ewwww,I said.

To a friend;

You are changing. Please don't forget who you are.
Where you came from.
We're Muslims.
We have pride.
Please,friend,do take care of yourself.
Why are you doing this.
Why this sacrifices now?
And this,is not helping you.
This is really making you someone else.
Its not worth it.
And in case you wonder.
There's still 2 person who really cares.
I am one of them.


Here is something I want to share.
This story has 7 parts,
I will reveal one each day.
So here's the first one.


I say: It is a lovely day.
The girl I love with all my heart replies: I love a boy. He is my boyfriend.
Damn and blast it, I think to myself, this isn't going very well, and so I say: You are beautiful.
The girl I love with all my heart smiles and says: My boyfriend is very handsome.
I think you would like him.
I nod, and start to cry.


bestfriends.