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broken barbie

- speak up or shuddup! -

spammers, F*CK OFF!
- sunshines! -

Adah Albania Alynn Aishah Ct Riah Fianna Fyqah Kak Sida Lina Maizatul Md Farhi Mia Mimie Nana Nasir Norfasarie Nurul Aini Rima Melati Shameen Shazila Sheila Suriani Syazana Md Redzwan


Somehow or rather, i dun wish to remember all those painful memories. As for the sweetest ones tat i had, it will be locked in my heart and mind, FOREVA.
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● ZE BROKEN BARBIE ●

Nurul Jannah Ali
aka yEuL
foreva 21
Mummy's & Daddy's spoilt brat
Indecisive
Talkative BUT YET secretive

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Friday, April 17, 2009

nw on the fone wif A___. watched him played takraw wif his juniors and frens juz now at Yishun. he wanted to mit me coz i was near his hse area. went to mit the doc afta werk, of which i tink hes kinda famous around tat area. hes none otha den, Dr Zailan.

met A___ at Chong Pang CC, and off to the takraw court. before tat, told mummy tat im gonna mit my fren afta seeing the doc. i remembered ders one tyme i met pendek, aka Ahmad Nezam Shah at the same place. so, mummy assumed tat im gonna mit him agn.




Me : Mi, im goin to mit my fren afta dis.

Mummy : nk jumpe sape? pendek?

Me : ape pendek pendek? mcm dektu sorang jek kwn org!

Mummy : abe slalu kau jumpe dier kat sini pe.

Me : abe ape? tkle jumpe org laen pulak kat sini?



and so, dey send me to the CC, coz dey'r worried tat i'l b walking all alone. upon reaching the CC,



Mummy : maner?! maner budak tuu?! *smiles*

Me : ey ey, kepo ehk nk tgk sape? balik balik balik! *kept pushing her away*

Mummy : HAHAHAHAHA!




haix! mummy mummy, mcm cnfrm jek nk dektu jadi anak menantu. asyik-asyik pendek, asyik-asyik pendek! pendek, pendek, pendek! pendek! hes my past tense hokay?! ishk!

fast forwarding the story, watched him play takraw, sat dwn and talk wif him and his juniors. home sweet home at 12.30am. ohh! ohh! and i felt soo awkward when his 2 twin ygr bros salam me. muahahas!

and now, while talking on the fone, i took up the courage to tel him the whole truth bout my conditions. never did i xpected, we bof broke down while talking. lyke seriuzly, i didnt xpect him to cry. i was shocked! at the same tyme, he consoled me and still, hes holding on to wat he wants. im soo soo surprised! he can still accept me fer me! i was still crying when hes talking to me. tears of joy i guez. *winx*




=)))






pluss, i tink im gonna tender my resignation nex wk. i juz culdnt hold on to tat job animre. i'v been wanting to resign few mths bck. hence, i delayed it coz i noe tat i need the money badly! but now? i cnt take it animre! dey'r soo over the limit dis tyme!

OTHA PPL OSO GOT PRIDE OKE BITCH?!! SO WAT IF EUR RICH?!! IM GONNA PROVE EU WRONG!!! TAAIIKKKK!!!


psst ; otha half anak ali! ily~ and ohh, eu noe whos dis A___ too! i guez?? HAHA!