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Saturday, October 24, 2009




I make myself blown away, I'm moving up to be a rockstar.

Do things my own way, I'm an undertaker.


Met somebody look exactly like me.

Need to glued my drumstick at my hands.

I seriously need to get a life yo, I don't know what else to talk about in my life other than "whatcha doing", "how's life", "how are you" and yadayadayada. DAYUIMN, i'm bored with my life. Exam's are coming, where's studying, norule. Need to find a freelance job before next term starts to give my pocketful of money. I'm bored of being the slut who kept on talking porn, it kills me. Hey guess what, I got an idea. What if I write a book title "100 dates" if my boyfriend and I broke up at date 100. HAHA neah, i'm not that crazy. LOL, i meant it by literally. Can't wait after school. Here's the list of what I'm gonna do and if it's happen, yeay me.

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1. Go and take a great shot of putrajaya bridge.
2. Playing snow spray, waterballoons and bubbles at USJ 6's playground with buddies
3. Going travelling to woods.
4. Play go kart.
5. I don't know, you tell me (:


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Hey, I'm Norule, already 15. And my personal assistant for this blog is Shafiqah. If she feels that she wants to blog, she will blog. She always quotes so that's how you can tear apart the differences. Oh yeah, the person who wore the yellow shirt is Shafiqah. That's all, bye



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