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the man

nazri
tksoccer 01
nccsea
3J'08


i'll die for

C902
new laptop
new earphones
upgraded laptop

likes

you
you
you

loathes

posers
hypocrites
cowards
assholes






the people

Farahin♄
Faridzuan
Elizabeth
Huijun
josh
hasif
mardiah
farhan/hairi
jasmine
merilyn
BoonYee
3J
Fahmy
Derick
Liyu
Daniel Tay
Nigel
kenneth
paul



July 2006 August 2006 December 2006 January 2007 March 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 February 2008 March 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 June 2009 September 2009 November 2009 December 2009

crossroads; dafont

Monday, May 26, 2008 | 7:41 AM

dammit.
myes were screwed.
and now i'm screwed.
sorry you have to suffer.
suffer for my mistakes.
but, i swear
i'll work sth out.
no worries.
cheer up dear.

so i can't go for soccer.
wow, amazing.
might as well ban me from ncc right?
and we soccer dudes are actually training.
we're training so that we can come back stronger.
stronger than this year.
where we succumbed to pressure and lost.

but i guess i'd have to face the consequences.
consequences i never saw coming.
coming this hard rather.

and its the damned holidays.
we can't see each other so often.
D:

i already miss you can.
and where would i be on our first month?
in the sea. =.=

well,
till the next time.
you're loved.