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Ishak Johari. 18 this year. 19 next year. 20 two years after. 21 three years.. Ah,you get the point.


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Sunday, 12 April 2009 /
"...i saw Ishak lying unconsciously on the ground. I thought he was joking. Well, Ishak Johari, the joker...", "...he wasn't!! I don't know what to do and the rest came to crowd. Since no one is able to help..", "...i was really hoping that Ishak would wake up cause i don't want that to be his last minute in this world!".

The following phrases just shows that I have friends. Not the type of friends who laugh and make fun of me when I faint, but friends who worry for me at the first moment I showed the first sign of being ill. Not friends who took 5 or so minutes to recognize that I wasn't faking,but friends who can see some inkling of truth in me. I still have friends (okay fine,in this case a girlfriend) who call me up at near 10 at night just for the sake of asking if I'm well. I still have them,no matter how weird they are (yes,I still find you weird at times,Juwina).

This particular post goes out to Juwina, Muhammad Mustafa, Arfina, Salbiah, Sayyidah, Kak Farhana, Kak Sharfina and Aida Adriana.You people have been great friends.

Who needs 80 fakers when you have 8 originals?

@ 5:39 pm