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Iqah
& this is my story , my life.

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iqahJ , 18
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November 17, 2008


I'll post graduation pictures bit by bit in every post allright?

Heard Syaf and Nabilah are having fun at some chalet organised by Bcube , which consists of yasser , nizam , azri and hisyam?i dunnoe who else.hahaah.
Somehow i feel at ease when friends have fun , live your life for me ayh girls?

17th today.
Eversince i was being left alone , i kept asking myself during the silence of the night.
Have i really forgotten about him?
If i have really did , then why is it that when i hear his name , my chest can still feel a sudden sharp pain?
I thought the further i was from him , the faster i could forget about everything.
But then i realized that if im not careful , i could still easily fall back into those memories that i cannot escape from no matter how hard i struggle.
If there is a medicine called "forget" in this world , how great that would be.

You were probably a dream , one which i cant decide whether to forget or to
pursue with everything i have.
If our encounter was a beautiful mistake , then time will heal my wound.
One day when you think about me and still feels happy , for me , it was all worth it.

I've said before , i hate it when night time falls ,neither when the sun shines.
Because i dont really have a mission in life.

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