Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Not too much.

I tried to smile, but I ended up almost tearing.
I got freak out, badly.
Phobia...

I saw an Indian old man in the mamak.
He reminds me of grandpa.
I missed grandpa, and grandma.
I stared at him, for a long time, till Nigel call me.

Mcflurry doesn't help much for this time.
I feel extremely weird and disturbed.
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Bukit Gasing will not be my favourite place.
I dislike certain types of doggies.
I totally hate Malaysian's police.
Don't ask me why...

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I only want to be the sweet sweet girl who is smiling all the time.
I love.
I'm okay.

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