Well, let me begin to tell you about a little history, not too long ago, as it has just happened yesterday. My best bud and I went SHOPPING! Wahaha... Even a guy nd to pamper himself with a little shopping you know...Don't ask how much I had spend cause even I don't want to know...ahaha...when was the last time we had so much fun? We can always release some stress by a little shop-ppiing! k dat sounds gay..ahahah...most importantly...I got full set...ok go!

Though it is outdated and it's oready 16/12/09....but let me get way back to 5/12/09....my best buddies gave me present's....worthless to many, priceless to me.....firstly..... a bag of toblerone chocolate from Nisah, hand written happy bday.....sweet sweet chocolate...a mataphor of the sweet2 memories we all had and will soon have....A squashtap from din, hand written happy bday....a squashtap to gather back everything that has broken into pieces...mend it and tap it back alltogether....a padlock with a combination code from Qader....A lock to my heart that he knows the code...and when I am ready he will unlock it...Lastly, 1 packet consisting 20 ciggys of winston reds by Yadi...hand written happy bday....to symbolise even in bad times....we will enjoy the small tings in life.....cool fwens eh...that's why.....they are nothing.....everything

Dreams, dreams, dreams. A dream that I wish not wake. A dream that I enjoyed every second every minute. I had that dream again. It's the sweetest dream. It's the greatest dream I ever had. Whenever I woke up, shiver chill up my spine. A slight pinch of fear rush into my veins. I love this dream but do not wish to dream about it. Dreams never come true doesn't it. It's scary how I could dream about it. A beautiful dream, waking up thinking it's a nightmare.