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Upclose and personal.
This is my blog, my rants. My stories of life.

I'm just your average girl next door. Need I say more? I write about what I think feels. I don't care about what you think about me 'cause it don't matter. If you think you don't like me or my blog, you can leave. Otherwise, come on in and hear my rants!! =) A year older comes May second. Sexy, Naughty, Bithcy ME!

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Monday, October 24, 2005
B.U.S.Y

Will be quite busy for a while.
I should be back after Syawal..
Insya Allah

Many things have happened lately..
I need time to recover the unhappiness that's all around me..
Sad & heart-broken, but things happen all for a reason..
Good or Bad, only He knows..

I need time to think,
time to myself, and I mean MYSELF, no one else,
so I think you should leave me alone for a while..
Get away from me and stop bugging me..
I wanna be alone..
Its time that ou come to your senses..
Learn to not take things for granted..
Now you know how I feel...
How you made me suffer..

There may not be a future, so dont hope too much..
I made up my mind..
I may be nice, but that doesnt mean you can step on my tail..

So, get out of my life..
P.L.E.A.S.E