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Wednesday, November 4, 2009 ♥

Communication Skills. Same lecturer with my last semester Personal Development lecturer. what a big big big bore to hear sumone talking about something that have got to do nothing with my life. AHHAAH. actually, there is lahh.

Everyone rarely listen to her, most of us including me.. facebooking, blogging, chatting and gaming. haha.

Yesterday was the very first time i went for my training in school after a long long time. Dun even tok about my timing. To run around the track 4 rounds is like WOW! hahaha. AND for the first time i gave up on track. FUHYOH! pls, my kicking. MAK AIII! rabak bangatttttt.

AND NOW! i am having cramps. Today, still got running and seni training. SHUCKS!













I dun need you to kip pondering on my past mistake, or now.
I am no one perfect and so are you.
If your presence is just to cheat my feelings,
please take a leave.




















LABELS: im trying.

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