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SHAHIRAH SHAJAHAN.
SairahSelvam..
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G O D I S G R E A T.


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Tuesday, January 17, 2012 { still on my lonely mind. }



Hello. i'm back. and better. and i vow to myself to be punctual. Starting from the eighteenth of the first month of the new year. it's a new start for me. it's time. to change. and stop eating so much. well, maybe that is another whole issue. Since housekeeping aunty and brandy said i lost weight so i'm a little happy about that wehhee. you know i cannot stand not talking to you under any circumstances at all. i mean, it will mean nothing for me to come to thy place if you are just there to make me feel like shit. and i don't want the ninety percent. ten percent is even too much for me to handle. and to think that all that the thirteenth alphabet is actually meant for you, not you. people just get it wrong huh. and to mr g.c, you make sure you keep it to yourself or i'm gonna be dead meat. haha. so, i'm not sure when i will change out of the baju kurung-ed uniform but soon, perhaps. and the fuck i have to make new name tag because i misplaced the one m. made for me. ergh. there goes my twelve bucks. but it's ok. shit happens i guess. and health check up tomorrow; feels like school all over again. and to be honest, i really miss lasalle. and its people, and its environment and everything else. it's just too damn bad i can't continue on to pursue my lifelong passion in art there. But God's will, something better will come my way, God's will. spending my past days with sarah.y and boy am i getting fat around her. eating here and there and everywhere. hahahaa. but it's all good. we're happy girls. no, let me correct that. we're happy working class women. heheh. plenty more adventures to be discovered next week with her so i have to carefully manage my next pay because the next time it comes in, it's gonna be monthly and not two weeks anymore. but it's all good. so since there's only fifteen percent left to my battery's life span and the fact that it's already beaming 1.57am, i will cut off here now. so goodnight m. and good afternoon benji madden my love.

sairah.