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Just an option in the menu? Okay, I’ll order that. Thank you very much,Miss…?

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Just when I thought that secondary school life is over. They are right. Do not question me who are "they". I am just referring to most people who loves to use cliche words. Like,"history repeats itself".

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I can’t believe that you’re turning like "them",Jumaliyah. *tsk tsk tsk*

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I thought I would never have to meet last-minute-change or last-minute-cancel kind of person ever again. But what’s the result of me being too picky in choosing a friend? history repeats itself.

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You know what was in the menu? Lukman. I’m going to kill and eat him later. yumm yumm.

17 August 08. 10:43am.

I don’t know. I am thankful that AT LEAST I have a proper job now. But most of the time, I am starting to get bored of it.

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Especially today(and tomorrow). PSLE oral. Of all the positions, I am given security duty. It is damn boring! And if you had known me well, you’ll know I am someone who can’t sit for about 2 freaking hours without doing anything. YES, nothing at all!

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Now THAT brought me back to O Level’s prelim. I slept throughout my Additional Maths paper. And duhhh,I got zero for it. You see, A.Maths was just not and will never ever be my cup of tea. I am not the ‘numbers’ kind of person.

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So,this time round,for security,since I can’t sleep(but I still did try to steal some though),I brought my mp3. The earpiece wire was inside my clothing and i cover the earpiece with my long hair. My Fergie, Rascal Flatts, Duffy, Jason Mraz, Timbaland, Chris Brown, Celine Dion, etc shall fill my boring hours. Genius girl. Very smart.

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Oh,got to go again. 2nd round of PSLE oral.

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Gerrrek kaper. -___-

14 August 2008. 10:15am

Now,you see how addictive blogs are? It made the desktop/laptop/PDA/anything that has internet connection, lagged as slow as a snail,that you just got bored of updating and decide to delete it away. But because you have been blogging for so long, you kind of missed your blog and sharing with the world bits and pieces about your life. It’s like an ex girlfriend/boyfriend. They made u sick of them that you decide to dump them. Then they made you missed them.

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Maybe that has never occurred to you. But being someone who is unfortunately, emotional, I do feel that way sometimes. And I must admit that I hate blogging. But I just can’t help my fingers.

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And,another reason is because I promised my best friend,Nadzirah,that I will revive my blog. So, here’s for you. *smiles*

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However,the same blog-collecting-dusts process will recur. Because you see,work is easy, but bulky(not as in,’big’.But there is too much work given). School is for a short period of time, but stressful(that’s how I feel). 

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I am not a full-time student! So, do not trouble yourself in coming up with your own conclusions and answers to the question which keeps popping in your mind after doing the math of my young age. You know what I mean, questions like; "Why the hell does she want to work at such a young age?" and "Can she cope?". Well, I will not say that all of my readers are going to ask themselves that. But I have been having a lot of busybodies asking me the two questions over and over again. Unless I really feel that you readers should know, I will speak. If not, it is none of your business. Muchas gracias.

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Oh,and then again,like I have mentioned before; Face it. (most)Bloggers only blog about complaints.

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P/S, If you have been one of my faithful readers and you sensed that more complains are coming, I thanked you for taking the time to read and bye-bye.

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13 August 2008. 4:42pm