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without a reason, I feel belonged.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
10:44 PM


Just like any other girls, I'm starting to countdown for my first month pay. And being the typical me, I'll get all excited after holding a pen and facing a paper, ever so eager to make a list on 'What To Buy'. But it got stuck after jotting down the three most important things; $300 for parents, $300 to save up and $100 for my bills.

And then, what's next?

After three weeks of my presence in the office, the lady on my right finally decided to drop all the topics related to work and talk to me like a 'someone'. Someone as in like a friend, not a colleague. Well anyway, the pick up line was something like "Wah, your heels very nice lei." &I smiled. Then it went on to asking me where and when I purchased them heels and oh, how cute when she started to take off her heels just to show me that she bought it from U.R.S. And finally, finally she asked where I'd graduated from. What took her SO long?

Lunch was something new today because preetyboy gave me a ride to Afghanistan for their yummy Roti Naan. Sumpah after lunch, I felt like sleeping in front of the computer.

Okay, right now I'm thinking of what to wear tomorrow. Boringgggg. I need a planner.

Dah, goodnight!
ONE: SHE & HE

Dirah; twenty one.

I laugh as much as I breathe, and love as long as I live. Like the painter, I paint my life and add vibrant colours. Complete with beautiful frames, I hang them and let the whole world picture the story of my life.

I've made my momma proud by falling in love with a preetyboy; Fahn.

"For every love you give me, you take another piece of my pain."


TWO: STARS & SUN

25 July: Momma's Bdae!!!

THREE: TAG & GO



FOUR: BABES & LOVES

Adeq NirahLOVE Ailah AishaLOVE AllyLOVE AmaliaLOVE Basic Dee DeeanaLOVE Dalilah Didi Dirah Drubilee Eeqaz Efa Efni Emily Enn Evelyn FanaaLOVE Farah Nadya Farhan Farhana Fi Firah Fir FreshPoisonLOVE FylzahLOVE Gino Hafeezah Hajar HanisLOVE Ida Ideso Illa Intan Irah Kak Nanie 'KynLOVE 'Lil AyunLOVE LiPing Luke Lulu Lyana Mally Malyna Mizahh Nadera Nanz Neni Dayana Nina NinieeLOVE NurulLOVE PradaLOVE Saq SayuriLOVE Snazzie ShabLOVE Shafiyani Shahidah Shahirah ShashaDollLOVE ShashaLOVE Shaz Shidah Shif Shikin Siti Raudy Waany Yong Sheng yraJANE YuhteeLOVE Zac Zareeza


FIVE: DIG & SPLURGE

Affaires En Ligne
Beads Heaven
Cotton On
Cleo
Fayfey
Fox Fashion Summer
Forever21
Get Charmed!
Little Red Heels
Loosecloset
Moments de' Couture
Oh!Petita
Sundays Chamber
Threadless
WetSeal
YourStyle

SIX: SPOT & TRACE

79inch; where fashion is measured
Multiply
Friendster
The Old Blog

SEVEN: SAY & THANKS


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