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Thursday, December 3, 2009 @ 5:52:00 PM

We could pretend that we are friends, tonight (oh)
And, in the morning, we wake up, and we'd be alright
'Cause, baby, we don't have to fight
And I don't want this love to feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
I guess you better go and get your armor...

I never meant to start a war
You know, I never wanna hurt you
Don't even know what we're fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield


HENDERSON WAVES with Muhd Rezzuan. Awesome night.

The night we watched Ninja Assasins. Totally awesome! Those who have yet to watch it, please do!

Just spending time, slacking under the block, nothing much to do.

My niece, Marissa Qaireen's, cukur rambut. (: Oh anyway, this is the latest addition to my family.

Daddy, Sister & Brother

Cousinlove, Hykell Jesman.

My favourite boys, my nephews. Amsyar Hulaif & Ammar Harith

Granddaughter, Naoshin Alexis

& these are pictures from Hari Raya Haji visitings.

Rezzuan came over during lunch time. Went off after taking lunch and spending a mere 10 mins with me cause he had to be back at station by 2pm. As soon as he reached, he text me,

"i da sampai tau."
"okay. on time?"
"of course. tengok sape bawak."
"anak rosli, bukan rossi."
"same lah tuh. bunyi dah nak same."
"haha. prasan!"

and another one...

"b, i keje 8 jam nie macam break jer all the way. lol."
"tak gune masok ns b."
"tuh pasal i cakap i nak resign. dorang tanak lepaskan i."
"you pekerja tercontoh la. Hahahaha. anak buah syarikat eh. Hahahahahaha."
"tahu. i tak tahu lah ape dorang nampak pat i. stress i."

HAHAHA. First thing's first, sukesuke hati jer nak RESIGN dari NS?
Truth is kan, dapat pekerja macam you, company bankrupt beby! Madang MC jerrr! Tak MC, appointment! Heh!
Hahaha. Cute kan my boy. Geram you know!

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♥AMALINA
26th September
Someone that you might know, I hope.
:own words:own stage:
:own drama:own script:
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