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Hello.



i was actually discussing about Okasha's camera problem on MSN.
Fir, Elly and me are helping her. (:
Fir also has his problems actually.
His IC lost.
Rabak perrrr.


Work was like shit.
Fuck the Staffs.
Kalau korang nak kutok2,
jilat juboh kambeng suaaa.


okay da. (:

ohya, met Ali just now and we talked MatRep issues. hahaha.

other than that, the day was fine. (:


Actually,
i'm feeling very bad right now cause of something i did.
I confided in Marxie, and she helped.
Thanks Marx. (:
and so did Annie.
Thanks Ann. (:

But then, i still feel like a MaFcken shit siak.
I don't know what to do right now.
I'm lost in life.
i Really feel bad.

Oh shit.
i'm otp phone Lina and she's crying cause she's saying she's afraid to lose me.
O_O
Problem o2.

I wanna tell someone something but i dont know how to.
this is actually the biggest problem for me right now.
cause i dont wanna lose this person but i dont know how to tell her my feelings.
i Suck.
i know this post is like so messed.
but i just wanna let go of some things.
bbye shits.
i wanna go cut my wrists in every direction.