December 2010
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YOU DON'T READ WHAT SHAMEL WRITES. YOU BETTER EAT...
I feel like a decade already since I last pencilled my thought. It must’ve been Tumblr that pulls my interest away. Yeah that’s what tumbleblog is all about; meant for simplicity without even need a prior idea of what to jot down.
So I feel like writing this morning, like old days when Miss Zahuren adored my story-telling talent in English essay and gave me high marks and who cares...
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Don’t ever start envying the rich, because once you do, you can never...
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Boo this teacher. →
Wanna read something rubbish? A mom’s complaint about her daughter who happens to be a teacher, having difficulty every morning to choose the right outfit to go to school that she inevitably can’t prepare breakfast for her husband and children.
She wanna look expensive-looking than her colleagues and presentable!!
Boo.
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The rain poured, showing no sign of stopping. Few words on the storybook triggered an idea. One word preoccupied my mind.
They say, loneliness develops your creativity.
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Where did all those harsh words come from?
Who would have taught a flower to speak like that?
No. Nobody’s fault.
The flower is falling into ruin by chance
And the bee flew away
There was no sweetness inside. Not anymore.
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I owe Makcik Gemuk Three Ringgit and Fifty Cents
I listed that as HIGH Priority.
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Vans Vault Collection
Vans Vault
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I didn’t finish my dinner
the plate wasn’t clean
a gold miner
whose body was so lean
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Improvement(s)' on Facebook is/are unbelievably...
… (insert any adjectives you like)
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