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on the verge of falling


we're falling apart,
i wish i could save you,
but you kept everything to yourself,
you know that i tried to make things right,
but it all never seems to work out,
we're on the verge of falling down.




Friday, November 30, 2007
no me no you but us...

woke up early tis morning to head down to Ang Mo kio Primary skool to tutor their band... it was fun cuz seeing all those small kids being able to play their instrument at such a young age is impresseive... tutor-ed the fer lyk 3 hours before the whole bunch of us headed to vivo city via bus service... it was kind of a long bus trip... to me long bus trips makes u reflect on urself from tym to tym... niwae had long john when we reached there... take away and ate together on the open space near the jetty... sat there from lyk 2 pm to 6+... notink to do so chat and camwhore... niwae realised a few tings but shall keep it to me fer the tym being...









i kinda look gay rite... i tink so too...




she looks diffrenet is specs rite... nerd? dun tink so but studios maybe... but to me... ur right...
just lyk wat her shirt says... OWN STATE OF MIND...


she is very gud at doing so...





wokay... i noe tat tis is weird... but dats a candid picture... was doin sumtink dat i just dun seem to remember when tis picture was being snapped... niwae hopefully i'll be able to achieve the hairstlye lyk THE REV in 3 months tym... keeping it...




the background looks foggy... cuz it was freaking windy at tat tym... it kinda created a mist... niwae... tis is when we were bored of doin evritink so decided to look at the scenery... i tink im gud as posing as a gay or so... tink modelling is gud fer me... haha kidding...




Shafiq Nizam Fina

dun tink tat the bond between us is going to break... been there fer each other so many tyms... and never did once got bored having them as company...


tis is when boredom strikes Fina... the 3 picture comes in sequence... the first 1 she hold dat so called banner thing tinking of wat to do with it... the 2nd pictures shows her getting inspired to create sumtink out of it and the 3rd shows her creating sumtink which i myself do not understand... her facial expression shows some kind of achievement... lyk i said... OWN STATE OF MIND....

this is when Fina calls Kecik fer back up to help ger with her so called achievement... when to mind tink alike it only gets worse fer me... i become the victim to their own boredom reliever...


the final photo of the day... left to right - Farhana Nizam Shafiq Afiqah Shafiqah... the crazy gundus...

niwae had so much todae going out with the group... headed toward woodlands area bloks 600+ to accompany Afiqah home... it was kind of a new experience fer me if u noe wat i mean... niwae walked home from there cuz felt lyk it... took me 30 mins to get home... its always fun walking home urself at tyms cuz it calms ur mind fer teh tym being...

niwae goin to stay at home tomorrow if possible... got to need some rest...










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