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Thursday, September 16, 2010 || 9:42 AM
Reached home at 2 last night and got a lil' bit of nagging.
I think I hafta agree with them. I'm a lady, for goodness sake.
Had a terrible stomach pain, so as soon as I reached the carpark, told mom to come down and fetch me. I couldn't walk ): And she massaged me while nagging, and asked me this one beautiful question,
"Not scared of the pretty woman at this hour ah?"
Thank you very the much haha
Couldn't really sleep last night, lotsa toss and turn.
Miracle that I could hear my parent's alarm clock go off, and had a good Subuh prayers
And I forgot to go back to sleep..
No kidding. I'm still up, and I'm going to sleep soon. Stomach pain lah ):
Last night I thought of somebody before closing my eyes. I remembered everything like oh so clearly, and I miss it so much. The warmth, the embrace. Masya'Allah, dear Allah please forgive me.
(dah, part forgive forgive ni, antara saya dan Dia. Sibuk aja!)
Insya'Allah till the end of time, I will always, constantly, be in love with religion and soulmate. Two different kinds of love, di dunia dan di akhirat.
(': I'm so emo haha
I love my blog song. So peaceful.
OH ONE MORE THING
I WANT TO GET MARRIED AT A YOUNG AGE AND I DON'T WISH FOR PEOPLE TO ASK, "EH IS SHE PREGNANT!?!?"
Yes, I want to get married at a young age because I'm a huge fan of happiness and life. Not money and success. Don't judge me can or not! I want my parents and grandmother to hold my child, at least my first child. I want them to be able to do so, badly.
I always scold my mom, why give birth to me so late!
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