08 September 2006 -
seriously, i don't even know who i can trust now. even the bestfriends are turning, changing.

like i belong in a world of liars. like everyone's changing their story at the last minute. everyone's a hypocrite. life's shit. really.

i wanna cry but i can't do so cause i'm fasting. oh great.

a liar among us. a backstabber among us. who can i fucking trust at the point of time.


phy class dragged all the way from 10 till 230 today. there were some things that made me unhappy. oh wells, blahblah. forget it. mr thia kept looking at me and asked, shall we have a break? are you all tired?

i went, huh?! then, gina told me i looked pale. err,ohhh. so that's why. =/

went home. had an msn conference. gerald knew me long enough to know i wasn't happy. :) clever boy.! he told me stuff. =) well, life's like that. to avoid hurting someone, you always end up hurting yourself. sigh. it always happen! =( nvm gerald, you can confide in me anytime.

yesterday was a good day to a certain extend. splendid, and to top it off, it was my anniversary. :) except that boy left me pretty much on my own. =(

OOOOH, MINE'S SMALLER xD

sherman haven't send me the photos. =((

err, i think i'm grounded? my mom and i have super huge problem now. sigh. always happen loh. she said smth hurting. but i'm not gonna let me it bog me, at least, i hope it doesn't. blahhh.

nette, have a look at the comments. smth for you. [=



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nor liyana mohd khalis.

i'm always in love with pretty boys. like as if i don't learn from experience, i always give in to sweet words. and i never learn from the past. i'm vulnerable to hurt, but i'd like to believe i'm stronger than i seem.

jauh di dasar hatiku, aku tahu aku masih kasihimu dan menyintaimu. namun kau sudah berpunya, kau sudah bercinta. disini kita berakhir, tergantung segala cerita dan kisah lama.

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