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fi - like a woman scorned.
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Monday, March 28, 2005

Listening to - Dayang Sayang Kamu by Dayang Nurfaizah

changed the background song, main pic and added one more column under my menu bar. grafico. which means graphic in spanish to all of u dumb enough not to know that cuz it sounds all the same. i don't think you people wanna be filled in about what has been going on in my life this past few days. if not for ijal's mum's wedding, you guys would have gone blerghhh..cuz apart from tat, i've onli been spending my daes and nights at anep's place. his mama was away but it was he, who was all motherly towards me. he cooks, does the laundry, cleans the kitchen, plays with me and puts me to sleep. oh, need i remind myself how much i luf him?
and then i heard your groanings already.

i haf a new hobby. watching banglas ogle lubriciously while their dicks looked as though it might just portrude through their crotch and jumped excitedly as joo just...merely waved at them from inside the bus. hahahahahha. this is so fun. bib, nys, joo and i were in 67 to tamp from cck after the wedding, where we passed this serangoon area filled wit you-know-who and joo, in a way, rescued us out of our boredom and waved at the banglas at each bustop. hehe. i was bursting wit
so much laughter i almost rolled down the aisle and got stomach cramps.
so funny! so funny!
joo, let's all go to tekka one dae and play this game again ya? ; )

oh yes, i'm posted to retail management@tp. -_-

i don't know why i keep listening and getting hooked on stupid songs like the one im at right now. songs which have no sensible meanings or any maturity form of depth that's worth my time to even sit down, listen, savour every word and to even bother reading up on its lyrics and decipher the whole main motive of it all..and worse still, with lyrics which goes 'ku sayang kepadamu, dayang cintakanmu...dayang perlukanmu..' i mean like, who the flying f*ck is dayang?!
still, i drum my fingers, bob my head up and down only wanting to get up and dance while i blast it through my woofer..and erm, insist it sounds rnb?

wheres my oasis when i need one..




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