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I Am Nurul Huda


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June 27, 2008, 6/27/2008 07:07:00 PM
lapar!

cooked maggie just now.
and i hate maggie.
eat 3/4 of it.
mr q called
asked if i've eaten.
i said yes.
he said...
"you didn't have a great meal rite?"
i laughed...
mr Q u noe me well i guess.
now i'm hungry.
mr Q Asked me out for dinner.
but i can't.
my leg hurt cos i go against a
rough hard texture at the staircase
yesterday.
mr Q apply some medication yesterday.
MINYAK GAMAT!
hahahaha
he said it will cure soon.
thanks for the care.
mr Q strump the guitar.
he sang in the phone for me.
he said he gonna miss my stupid laughter & joke
when attchment start...
awwww...
& me?
i'm gonna miss his wide smile!