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biography

Syafiqah Emran
I'm a cookie which is born out of a dough, and was being sent into an oven. My mother made me a chocolate cookie so that people would like me. I'm delicious, people liked me alot. But my destiny is very cruel. I found out that i'm born to be eaten. I'm helpless and afraid. But when i knew that i will bring people's happiness, i'm not that scared already. So i decided to sacrifice myself to make people happy. Cause i know i'm the best.

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Collective sigh of relieve

Thursday, November 5, 2009

All my little plans and schemes lost like some forgotten dreams seems that all I really was doing

WAS WAITING FOR YOU!

She’s one big mother fucker that could only make me rave my anger on her. I feel most indignant at the rude way I’ve been treated.

Anyways finally after several days been busy with O levels, went out with my babes to survey on some stuff. 2 more days and papers to go. Next week shall be the last week for O level, and we’re gonna party like there’s no tomorrow after that week. Bitch! I can’t wait for the babes chalet that we’re organizing. I’m looking forward MORE to our babes chalet instead of prom. I was contemplating to sell away the prom ticket at an affordable price. Tsk. Should I give an excuse,?

“ Ouh I’m ill, I couldn’t attend.”

Well people will know that I’m malingering. D-U-H-H!

I got this thought of shifting and cleaning my room up tomorrow since, I have many of my things disseminating around my room. I want to have a new look for my room. And I’ve also been contemplating to get a queen size bed, even though my room is not that big, shall get the permission from mummy. If possible, get my room painted! Goshh, that is so cool. I like!. And mummy just bought a Loreal Paris lipstick for me. Yay!

Nahh, I’m being impatient now. I love my girls a lot! 2 weeks more to our babes chalet! I can’t wait. Hope the weather won’t be disappointing.