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Thursday, September 13, 2007
it's the start.

of the fasting month.


well, not too bad but there's still a long way to go.

and i know if i'm patient enough, i would bear fruits of labour like what people say it to be.


however, psp is still missing and nowhere in sight.

how awfully sad can i get.


and all that's happening around is getting a lil' too much into my head.

a lil' too much.

yeah.

that's true.

sometimes, i just feel like crushing my mind into small bits of pieces.


i'm tired.

i'm sure you are too.

so please let's stop baby.


okay.

it's our 9th tomorrow.

i'm just out of words.

we've come this far.

so let's keep on trying.

to go on further and further.


i guess i've put this picture before but i wanna announce.
this cute lil' baby is coming to town this sunday.
i wish and pray for him and his family to have a safe trip down here.
1hr26min to go.

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Aiman
Mua.
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