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♡ Upon your receiving
Sunday, September 28, 2008, 11:01 AM
Ouh goodie gawd. How much could a newbie get its embarrassment from?
Weepss, I wasn't supposed to come at 0830 today but was meant to asked to. So yeah, I hate it.
~CASE CLOSED~
I'm not going to continue on ranting on today's earlier self-humiliation. Could I just say that I hat to be complimented? Okay, okay.
~CASE OFFICIALLY CLOSED~
Now what? I was just am starting to back my beg when I have a guest at home here.(Hey, apes, I wasn't complaining. I love guests[is that true?]. Pretty much so.)
Its 3(or 2 more?) days before we celebrate HariRaya.
If you were to ask, I am so the looking forward to this occasion. I was to see more of those beaming core smile faces and not slouch to be faces like what we were re-occurencing here. Hungry-cum-thirsty or I-want-food-uh-drink-please-?-! faces.
Also, aren't much too worry for the gonna-be exams we're taking here, EOY-takers.
Much more countdowns;
~Dad's birthday "2 more"
~(**)'s birthday "13 more"

P.P.P.S I am so not going to give it to him. But Asyura? Uh, she insisted. Ouh, I have to. Do I?
Then another humiliation scene coming up. Ouh, Queen of the Godess, assist me?