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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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Happiness is one bite away

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

OMG its raining! hell yay! I'm sorry i couldn't sent sis off to airport. I was hell tired and sleepy since my schedule this time round totally sucks. I'm hoping you've got a safe journey to and fro and i'll most probably miss your craps even though you're being a bitchy almost every time. pfft. Dad been controlling me ever since i've been reaching home late nights, sometimes he dare not to sleep and wait for my come back. It seems so ridiculous, i mean i've already legally turn 18 and i think i'm aware of my timing. It's not that i want to reach home late?!?duhh! You cant stop yourself blabbering on me, which makes me think that it's always my fault. and sometimes mum gave me a cold look. it just irritate and annoy me alot. tsk. i'm not being a nuisance or nonsense all this while, tho. i'm trying to make things change. okay.
So I won’t hesitate no more. It cannot wait, I’m sure, there’s no need to complicate. Our time is short, this is our fate: I’m yours