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I'm gonna hit this city

Ruzaina
21 and FOREVER 18
Working + Slacking

You build me up
Crime Novels (eg. Micheal Connelly, Paul Johnston, J.D. Robb)
Shopping & Never Drops
HUGE Stuffed Toys
N5800
Asus K401N
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Black/Hot Pink/Purple/Brown
Mocha

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Self-Centered
Sore Losers
Lies
Ignored
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THAT C & K Wallet
Blue Label Burberry Black with Pink Stripes Hobo
Ipod Nano (Pink/Green/Blue/Orange)
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Unlimited Money

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Tik Tok – Ke$Ha Music Code


Monday, January 29, 2007 • 2:24:00 PM
u noe...while i was abt to wake up just now...suddenly had this...PLOT...in my mind. actually frm last time le...but thn onie todae tat i'm gonna be serious abt it. haha!!



















a girl was kidnapped. not girl. a lady. a teenager. this guy suddenly wakes her up and tell her to jump out of the window. she wants to shout for her parents but the guy told her to keep quiet or she will die. she did so, afraid. she sprained her ankle and started limping. the guy just carry her onto his motorbike and sped off. gives her his leather jacket, knowing she will be cold. she takes it relunctantly. she needs to know what is going on. the guy just speeds off, not caring what goes through her mind.

soon, they reached an apartment. no. a mansionette. whatever it is, she do not care. she just wants to be home with her family. in the wee hours of the morning and she is all alone with a stranger who looks and feel cold. icy eyes. she is afraid. she follows the guy into the mansionette. it is huge. it is grand. just like a five-star hotel. he points to the sofa. he wants her to sit down. she wants to protest but thinks otherwise. he is too cold. she sits. the guy speaks to another guy. the other guy looks smart. wears smart. he has a coat on. as though he is a bodyguard. she laughs. but she stops. there are many others like him. she looks down. confuse. do not know what to do. what to say. how to react. she keeps thinking she is in a dream. she tries to wake up. but she is already wide awake. it is too sudden for her. she is really numb. she cannot think. cannot think properly.

the icy guy left. she feels relieve. but the bodyguard approaches. her heart thumping hard. what did he want. she do not want to know. he ushers her to a room. she follows reluctantly. she sits on the bed and he closes the door. she is alone. in the spacious room. she is alone. she wants to scream. nothing comes out. she do not know what to do. she is too afraid. she is confuse. is she in a dream? or rather a nightmare?

she wants to know.



















haha! yea..it sux. i noe how it's going to end...no not end END...but how the story will go on. hah! i noe the english all sux. but hello? so long never do compo. going to start once i finish my exams. this thurs is my exam. econs. nd to study. my mum alrdy started nagging. crap.

haiz...

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