Yours Truly, Baidura...
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Siti Nur Baidura
Nineteen
11 April 1990
Diploma in Business Management
Nanyang Poly
A simple girl with a complicated love life
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Sunday, October 7, 2007
Keluhan hatiku tak siapa yang tahu Ku simpan semua sebak didada Biarpun ku yang terluka Pernahkah kau mengerti caraku memujukmu Pernahkah kau hargai caraku mencintaimu
5 more days.5!
Finally all those stuffs in my hse has cleared.WEE!!
Yest went out with my parents.To send my grandma stuff at Jurong.So i went up alone coz we are in a hurry.i was taking e lift,to my horror there's tis cockroach in it.I cant possibly climb the stairs.Its 8th storey.So i went in.Standing far away frm it.Im nt scared,bt jz 'geli'.8th storey felt like 18 storey.
Went home after tt.Just in time to break fast.So frm then onwards ive been slacking til nw.My mom wants me to put money in the envelope,i ask her to bring it to me n let me do while watching braveheart.Lazy me,bt heck..i noe tmr my mom will b asking me to do stuff n theres no one to replace me since e rest will b werking.argh!
till then.i got ntg more to blog
9:25 PM
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Keluhan hatiku tak siapa yang tahu Ku simpan semua sebak didada Biarpun ku yang terluka Pernahkah kau mengerti caraku memujukmu Pernahkah kau hargai caraku mencintaimu
5 more days.5!
Finally all those stuffs in my hse has cleared.WEE!!
Yest went out with my parents.To send my grandma stuff at Jurong.So i went up alone coz we are in a hurry.i was taking e lift,to my horror there's tis cockroach in it.I cant possibly climb the stairs.Its 8th storey.So i went in.Standing far away frm it.Im nt scared,bt jz 'geli'.8th storey felt like 18 storey.
Went home after tt.Just in time to break fast.So frm then onwards ive been slacking til nw.My mom wants me to put money in the envelope,i ask her to bring it to me n let me do while watching braveheart.Lazy me,bt heck..i noe tmr my mom will b asking me to do stuff n theres no one to replace me since e rest will b werking.argh!
