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Siti Nurshila
SHILALA
Swinging Single.
Love?
Not any time soon, i'll wait for the right time & right one. (:
This is where i pen down all my thoughts, and almost everything about my life.
I'm not perfect.
i have my flaws too.
But i try to be the best for myself and others.
Yes! Yes!
I live my life to the very fullest.
But i do not neglect the man above and the people around me.
Oh Oh Yea !!
And I don't care if you hate me or bitch bout me, cause your just making me famous, baybeh.
Thanks for visiting my blog. Good day readers~. (:
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Note To Self

Pray to god, shila. Study now, have fun later. Bear with it, time will fly very fast. Do it for your mom,shila.

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♥ Monday, May 26, 2008
sorrow behind all the smiles.
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aren't these dresses lovely? its nice simple yet cool & sweeet.
i'm so going to grab it, shopping anyone? hahas.
better still, if there is any soul out there who want to buy for me. hehhs. ((=
anyways, dad talked to me just now, we had a conversation on the idea of sending me overseas.
i don't understand why is there a need of you to do that?
i know your just being concern towards my future and me.
but do you know that the way your treating me now, hurts me like a glass broken into thousand of pieces?
i can't go out when its school holiday? i can't talked on the fone for tooo long?
even the way i dressed is a problem to you?
hello~! kaw nak anak kaw pakai ape? jubahh? baju kurong? eh kental la. come on la.
whats wrong with wearing kimonos?
mom has no problem with me wearing that but why must you?
its not obsence la, its not as if i'm wearing a bikini that my cleavage can be seen.
i'm big enough to know whats right and wrong. so stop treating me like a kiddo.
everything i do, to you is a fucking big problem? what the hell do you actually want from me?
sorry and excuse me for my language. but i think your just too much,really.
you said, i'm two faced? dad, do you realised what your saying to me?
whats wrong with me having guyfriends?
i just find them wayy much better than girlfriends.
so you mean having many guyfriends makes me a bitch?
wake up dad. your not living in the oldies life anymore. so please change your way of living.
well, lets just go with the flow..~

p.s: dudes and dudettes, handphone confiscated. don't bother messaging or calling. (: