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my sleepless nights
Sunday, April 5, 20091:30 AM

I'm feeling exhausted now but I'm still unable to sleep, or maybe I'm just being stubborn. So, here I am again updating.

I soo need to get my pack. Instead of cutting down, I'm increasing it. It is all I ever think of whenever I get lonely these days. It's depressing. I'm sorry Nurul. I'll try my best so that I wont work myself too much. Be strong baby. I'm sure things will be alright. I know how it feels like. I'll be here remember? I miss you!

Do mind my song in my jukebox. I suddenly have this urge to listen to this. I took it from the soundtrack from 'Twilight' and that happens to play at my favourite scene, whereby Edward took Bella's hand and danced with her. Niceee!


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