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Fucked up, fucker. You think you can bring me down by hacking into my account ? Guess what ? Well, I'm back. But I'll make sure that when I find out who you are, you are waking up and breathing through a tube. Hate me eyy ? Well, GET OVER IT.

As all you frequent blog-hoppers can see, there are no more yesterdays, nothing reminiscent to read, no more lyrical writings and pretty much nothing. The only thing I can salvage from my previous blogskin was only my profile and the tagboard. -_- Why don't you give three cheers to the pyschothic blog-hacker who made my wonderful life more wonderlful as before. Wow. It just amazes me, why is he so free to actually hack into my ever so boring blog. I mean it. I sometimes think my blog is the most boring thing ever. (: The only thing I can just say to whatever that happened is ...



Anyway, enough of all this this unnecessary anger. Yesterday(Saturday), we went over to Sentosa to celebrate Idah's birthday. It was alright except for some unwanted visitors. BEES. No one knows where they magically appeared from.

Anyway, back to the happy moments. Ashraf called ME ! Woo hoo ! All the way from NZ. I missed him so much. Actually , ALOT. But I felt that it's better if we meet or talk to each other when he comes back from NZ rather than expecting his calls when he is actually at NZ itself. Tubby Hubby, dont get me wrong. Im not saying that you shouldn't call me. It's just that after you called me yesterday, I miss you more today than I missed you yesterday. ):

Just now went to Nek Sam's house to celebrate Qistina's birthday party-cum-doa selamat. It was alright as there is the cheesy hotdog which I simply cannot resist. I keep popping them into my mouth. *Yum. Yum. (: But at a certain period of time, there is a moment of awkward silence. AGAIN. Lol. I don't know, I'm in no position to comment anything. (: