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Hello. Thanks for dropping by. If you come here to stalk my life, get lost. =))
Be good and enjoy your stay.
Sincerely,
Hidayah

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Wednesday, February 10, 2010 ♥

Completed most assignments for my modules. But don't know can pass or not. I had put in alot of effort, just see how it goes.
I cant wait for semester exams to end. I am tired.
Alot of things to do.
Due to STRESS, PMS-ing, pimples outbreak.
URGH!

Slowly im trying to be independent enough.
Most of thing i share with him last time, i started to learn to bottle it up.
I walked from causeway to home.
Such a long time i never did that again.
then the phobia strikes me again.
I hate that house.
That house that is full of sin and alot of dirt.
I hate it alott.
As i typed this out, my hair stands on its end.




Traumatised.

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