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Thursday, July 23, 2009









Blogger pissed me off. I fcuking took 3 to 4 hours to rearrange this pictures. I know, pathetic much. I even have the time to meet up Boyfriend first and continue with the arrangement after I met him up. Now here I am, blogging. Oh my, the weird thing is that, the computers in school doesn't even affect a single bit regarding about the text box. I tried to use Mum's PC inside her room, thinking that maybe the PC in the living room was outdated. But nah, it makes no difference. Firstly, the pictures uploader, now the text box. Damn, blogger. You have to do something about it. Because of this, I don't feel like blogging no more, or should I just change to livejournal instead? Urgghh, shucks.

School was mundane as usual. I killed the boredom by snapping lots of shots together with Hager Don Omar. And oh, talking about school, I've received back my BSE CA Test result, and I've attained 36/50. I didn't quite expect it though. But alhamdulillah. (:

There's this bitch spamming Reeza's blog. She called herself LINA. She's been spamming Reeza's blog, thinking that she can make Reeza pissed off. But nah, I think she's super wrong. And ofcourse, I tried my very best to stop the shit. Tell me, which friend would bear to see him/her own friend get hurt? I'm trying to be nice to LINA, and she called me a bloody bitch. Oh, you really do have a mental problem, don't you? I suggest you continue spamming and may karma hit you back one day. Biasalah, si LINA ni minahrep baru nak meningkat. Sheesh. You start the shit, you have to end the shit too then. You'll get no where bitch. Trust me. We'll see. (:

Alright, I'll end my post here. Goodbye to them, dear Readers.

Ayie is loved.
Muacks
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