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the simple guy.

Khyerul Daniel Anuwar
15
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a virgo;
male, not near tall,
loves music,
very shy indeed,
looks up to elijah wood,

this guy.
elijah wood

basically that's all.

any idiot can face a crisis - it's day to day living that wears you out.
-Anton Chekhov



those special people.
AINI
AIYEEEN
EPEN
ISAAC
NURUL

your messages.



that noise.

noise coming from up there, not down here.

scroll up please.

lady starlight.
the one i've been looking for. :)
i like her hair most.

anime.!

special thanks.
Code:{/lisse:D

i edited the skin alot, personally.
Monday, June 9, 2008

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It's been a while hasn't it. Sorry for the unwanted hiatus. Have to meet up with deadlines here and there. School's been real crazy. That's the reason why I've been giving my blog a miss for the past few weeks. I even have school during the holidays. Damn!

I've developed a phobia whenever my sister meets into contact with new people. She starts to keep real quiet. She's been acting strange this pass few days. Awkward. It's not like her to be unprofessional. She's like a dummy now. I tried begging for motion. A reaction or movement. I even slapped her cheeks rose red but she didn't give me anything. Not a blink.

My sister has turned into a zombie. Holy cow!

I'm starting to miss her hard punches and screams. She has totally shut down.


Nice.

95


P.S. If there's anything I want more than anything, it would be to have my sister back.


= /7:50:00 AM =
& still living that simple life.

my story ends here, thank you.