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Memories were fine,couldn't touch them
smell them,or hold them.
never same as the moment had been,
and they fade with time.
not once.
Monday, August 4, 2008 6:20 PM

The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon,
but that we wait so long to begin it.
Sometimes things come at you too fast or unexpectedly.
You make good decisions and poor ones.
You break hearts and you get yours broken.
You loose friends and gain ones.


eh sorry hor if i always took so long to update.
must always remember mah that i'm a busy woman.
someone will *kening naik-naik* when he hears this. HAHA!
tepuk kau punye dahi eh!
still,here are pictures for you people to feast your eyes on.


SATURDAY:









please choose your favourite picture eh! hahaha.
eh no lah,i was just joking around horrr. i'm bored,that explains.
plus it's 7 pm and a monday! the boy is back to camp tonight. =/
and i'm having sore throat plus fever plus migraines and plus plus.
tssssskkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.






as mention,saturday was with my favourite peoples.
had burger king,had funny moments,had many many moments.
perut pecah eh that whole of saturday! i can't stop thinking about it.
the thumbs up and the funny hand gestures. stop it eh korang!
but still,thanks for the day loves! cannot wait for this saturday!
national day oiii! ((((:


somehow,when i watched the parade from far,i could feel the boy.
i could feel him marching and all. silly,i know. but i feel proud.
proud that he is out there even if i'm lonely without him.
eh,watching the beautiful fireworks without the boy is saddening.
because,i have always been watching it with him. but it's alrighttt.
the people made my day! thanks eh!


the day with you today was just complete.
though i'm being selfish,demanding and ever so moody.
you are there to attend to my every needs. thank you,love.


It seems like the simplest concept.
Just push everyone away, and you'll never get hurt.
However, the simplest isn't always the most effective.
Someday, someone is going to find their way in,
and they're going to leave you on your knees.


loveeee;
efffffff.

yours truly;

Photobucket

madee's babygirl,
you can call me;eff.

reading,writing,screaming,heels,sun,rain,snow.
gossip girl,books,tweeting,procrastinating,love.

MADEE;


The say people come and go.
But the truth is, no one really disappears from your life.
People never really leave, their roles just change.


effcullenbass.



love notes;


tweet.



dearests;

Atika♥ AyuMe♥ Asmidah♥
Attica♥ Anisz Adam
Ana Ayie Aqila
Amirah Ayeen♥

Basitah* Blink2*

CHINONET♥

Didi dee bontot♥ DiyanaH*

EishaSyg♥ Eha♥ Eika*
Eeqa* Emira♥ Efaah♥
Enilda Eyscha EENA♥
Elyn EEN♥

FadiL Farzanna Faddy
Fizza FaraGerL* FaRa
farisha Fiza

Hwee Sian hidayah♥

InaLaling♥ IqahLULUK♥ IJA
Ifah♥ IdahC♥ Ida♥
Iysha* Iyliee♥ Irah

Jaja Jimmy♥ Jeraldine
Julee

Kynz Kathy

LAA'LAA♥ Liyana Linda
Lily♥

Mirshasha Mazleena♥
MsFitOt Minah♥ Minnie♥
Marina Maria♥ Mai
Myza

niNie♥ Nazhira♥ Nudity Nux*
nysa nanachica♥ Nana♥
Nadera♥ Niz Nadiah*
NurulNeaa Nuruz

Phyza♥ PeiJunn♥

Qiqi QiQi♥

Rabbit♥ Raz♥

Sarah SabbY Shaheila
Sheryl♥ Sheena♥ Shaminah
Sahidah Stark Skarlet♥
SHACUTE Screamcute Shan
Snake Sue♥ Shasha
Syira

Tiara wolfe TiTiVok

Umairah♥ Uda♥

vanoraa

wawakiss♥

yaNNur yaniee*

Zul♥ ZARA♥ Zuleira*
Zee Zaiii




hear it.


yesteryears;