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B Junior

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nur hidayah
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29 May 2004 12:46:00 AM

Feeling jaded. Fatigue. Totally. *big sighs* Wat can i do? My work schedule is like all jumbled up and i can't say no when they want to extend my work hours or change my shift. they make me feel so feeble. But it's ok. m sure m gonna love the green chinks. Money Money Money, sounds so funny in a rich's man world..haha m feeling so perplexed why m not all constipated. i shud be sleeping i know. m working opening tomm. ARGHS! it throes me to realise i haf no life! My life is all about work work and more work. saddens me more to think tt i cun spend much with ma fam nor moi baby. Haizzz.. Guess it's moi fault. Shuden use the pone too much till my bill costed a bomb! Ok i shall put a full stop to all my ailments. shud be feeling gayous rite now coz met moi baby after work! he's sweet enuff to pick me up. luking as resplendent as ever. never failed to make me go ga-ga. haha baby dun kembang k.. but i haf to admit u really luk guwd juz now. So yea, had a great time talking in da bus. guez gotta flirt with moi bed now. Bonsoir, au revoir...

posted by B Junior @ 12:46:00 AM 


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