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I never really look forward to the 12 General Election until recently when some friends on facebook have invited for me to join the Deny BN 2/3 Majority and also the Nurul Izzah for Lembah Pantai groups. I never really looked forward becoz it's been the same old story when it comes to GE, BN will always win with 2/3 majority.But yesterday was different. never ever in my life i was so excited to

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i finished watching 5th episode of season 2 of prison break on my tablet at 2 sumthin in the morning.. realised that i havent performed isyak prayer.. felt a bit guilty for having yet to perform my duty, to submit myself to God.. why eh we always take things for granted.. i tried to sleep, managed to go into it for half and hour, i was awake again.. i dont feel at ease, there is no sense of

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i had a bad dream last nite. woke up early today at 5.40.. in that dream, i visited a place that i am not supposed to be at.. yet, i didnt do it coz none of them is my type.. and yet, somebody from my neighbourhood sorta know abt me being there, n it has become the talk in town.. my nephew somehow backs me on this.. and i later opened my eyes.. there goes my weird dream..i am now an anti social

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some say that it's not good to fantasise a lot.. hmm, i dunno how true that is.. but hey, this fantasy thingy can actually stimulate ur mind.. and to some extent it is addictive..after few weeks of hardwork, this is the result which i think i can be proud of.. huhu.. i am now at top 25 in the malaysian league of Champions League Fantasy Football.. 25 is such a nice number..to those who r up for a

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I was looking for an empty space to park my car at Bangsar when suddenly there's a knock on the glass.."Encik ah..tanya sikit ah..itu Chimpeng mana ah..?""Apa?""Chimpeng, Chimpeng...saya sudah tanya itu guard ah.. dia cakap sini ada satu Chimpeng..." "Sorrylah Apek. Saya tak tau woh...Apa tempat itu Chimpeng?" "Aiyah...itu Chimpeng balu punya..Saya mau pigi angkat wang la...""Tarak tau la boss.

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Al-Fatihah.. prayer goes to my beloved dad who passed away on friday evenin at 5.45 pm. Finally he's taken away to continue his journey to meet the Almighty.My mother was at his side when he left us. Me and other siblings were at work. Sad though but we never knew it would happen on that day..Got a call at 6 pm from my sis, she was sobbing her way to break the news. Hmm, I was strong enuff not to

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eyes are closed.. i do not know what lights radiates upon me.. standing freely, with nowhere to go.. i'm bound to my fear, a hidden disgrace.. it cloaks my soul.open... i stare into the grey, shadows, shades, visions.. they all take form.. and suddenly a light in the hall - seeing doors and walls.. but i see...now, confused, my pride wants to know.. anguish lets it control and I walk to a random

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Memorable Ganu trip 2007..Had some fun.. i used to imagine that mencandat sotong is done using some kind of long stick with a sharp end.. something similar to tombak, a smaller version of it, but hehe.. i was totally wrong..What an experience having to endure the ever swaying boat off the open sea near the perhentian island.. we reached the place quite late, around midnite, and we stayed there

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Huh.. my waistline has begun to increase in size.. and i can feel the uneasiness when i put on my pant to go to work. Arghh.. this is not good. I dont like to get new pants with bigger size, no! that's akin to giving a nod to myself to gain more weight! Hmm, this is the price that i have to pay for not having our futsal as what we used to do.. the last time i played futsal was on 10 March..It's

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As I sit upon this crossroadI look into its pathsI try to guess its meaningsAnd see what each road has.One is pain and SufferingThe other is real joyOne path leads to nothingness And I am just the toyOf some force's grand designBut one fact is trueThere are no signs for all the roadsNo paths i can go throughSo blindly I wander down the roadTrusting fate to seeThat I do not pass SufferingOr

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