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Muhammad Syafiee.

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Have your parents ever warned you not to mix around with that particular kid? That boy your parents tell you to stay away from? And everything your parents don't want you to end up to be like?
I'm that guy.

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Sunday, July 13, 2008
Episode 21; Listening

I can't sleep cause I have loads of stuff hanging in my mind.
it lingers in my mind but I have no clue what it is.

went to Changi Village with family for dinner & bumped into Amirah.
not literally bumped into her but noticed her.
(obviously, cause she was sitting next to my table)

couldn't even put up a smile.
okay fine, her family was there but the feeling of nervousness towards her,
like back in secondary school days,
came back & God, I wished I smiled at her.
dammit.

we were in the car, ready to head home when a baby cockroach appeared.
we panicked! (yes, WE, including me- it's really disgusting, you know)
so the car was filled with screams of disgust. (okay, I didn't scream)
dad managed to throw it out of the car.
disgusting 5 minutes of my life!

& I'm honestly sitting in front of my laptop, typing this out
while still figuring out what is haunting me.

this is really gonna take a toll on me.

12:37 AM