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MohammadHanif
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Wednesday, January 14, 2009
been really bz lately with school, going out and werk. some things i waited/wanted to do few weeks ago that i just go done are 1) start on aeis project 2) buy hammy a cage 3) go through my diploma plus tests 4) guy a new laptop coz the previous one went kapoot 5) lastly, enroll for a 2b license. currently the main agenda to get done with is REVISION coz examination is fucking near. warghhhhh....

past few days ago i have this scary slash unbelievable dream. the dream was that i went to pub or something, may or may not be in s'pore. then suddenly some terrorists made known of their presence. they have guns! scared shitless, i forgot what triggered me to it one of the terrorists and try to escape. somehow i managed to. the feeling when i got out was like, going out of house after being home for the whole day sia. i felt relieved uh. nxt, i was in a car and there was a roadblock. then i told the officers there are terrorists at that pub. the a few mins time, someone called me on my phone, the police. a lady policewoman in fact. she said i need to be the witness and she advised nt to do so coz its dangerous. who knows someone might assassinate me. then the dream ended. oh well. k i'm tired nw. bubye and thnx for reading.
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