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buildings with a hundred floors,
spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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breakaway
Friday, August 14, 2009 // 3:14 AM


" Hi, I am Nasuha! Say my nameee !"
- Ahh petetek la !

Plans was almost canceled but it did turned out good. Its even better than I expected, only that Asri came at 8pm and I actually met Azifah at 1820 hours. Azifah, Asri and I made our for shisha at Arab Street and started our talks, craps and as usual, laughter too. Someone simply just spilled his drink and still wanted to act cool. Pandai-pandai la teka sape. HAHA. We got off our seats by 10pm and walked about the night streets. & as we were walking, there was a man at the back that had his alarm on that made him shocked and spitted out words that he's not suppose to say. When the man walked passed byus, he felt embarassed and pretended to blame Azifah. Orang tak bersalah eh. While on our way home, we saw and indian man digged his nose like he never did before. Like oh my god, its disgusting. When we reached White Sands, we missed 88 last bus D: So I couldn't go home with them as they took 89 while mine's 358, was home by 12am.

That's it, just wanna wish

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FARIQ JASMAN, classmate!