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| Monday, 11-Dec-2006 03:48 |
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| in . Love |
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| Quote: | | "When you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere." |
Some People come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to a new understanding with the passig whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never ever the same.
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| Thursday, 23-Nov-2006 12:57 |
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k i d d i e K i d s
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photography is always a passion for me. this is my previous job with aZam.
i had much fun with the kids though it was very hot that time. 
p.s: credit to apis!
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| Wednesday, 22-Nov-2006 02:37 |
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t r a f f i c J a m
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The morning rush hour.
The afternoon rush hour.
The evening rush hour.
Oh, how sour! ... It's a daily affair.
p.s: like u say dear...derang neh tak reti dok umah ke?? 
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| Thursday, 9-Nov-2006 05:09 |
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a t m o s p h e r i c G l o w
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| Monday, 6-Nov-2006 14:39 |
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s w e e t S i x t e e n !
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| Quote: | | "We were not born happy, but we were born with the ability to create happiness." |
p.s: happy birthday my dear lil' sista ... Faradiyana Zulkifli 
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| Saturday, 14-Oct-2006 11:01 |
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p e n g a c a u
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| Friday, 29-Sep-2006 05:10 |
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o r c h i d
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Beauty is nothing,
but the cleanliness of a heart is something.
What is beautiful is not always right,
what is right is not always beautiful.
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| Wednesday, 27-Sep-2006 12:33 |
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m e o w M e o w
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I am here and you are there...
one of us is in the wrong place!
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| Tuesday, 26-Sep-2006 01:34 |
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r a t i t e
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| Monday, 25-Sep-2006 05:13 |
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t i m e
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Life is like an ocean. You sit and watch the tides of life change, not really paying much attention, while time slowly drowns you.
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