L I Y A N A' S . S E C R E T S


K O O K Y . G I R L
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.MY NAME.
Aimiliyana Shamsuddin

.BIRTHDAY.
15th December 1982

.SIGN.
Saggitarius

.I AM....
An obsessive compulsive who relish in organized mess, with a creative imagination and gets highly excited about purple monkeys.

.LOVES.
- Books
- Children
- Beaches
- Chocolates
- Rain
- Bigmo :)

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MegaTokyo

Reading megatokyo 727



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Nur
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Hairil
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Hazurah
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My Photo Don't ask me why he did that.. Too much Kueh Tat prolly

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Monday, May 09, 2005
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2hrs behind time

Mood: Jetlagged

I've been tardy most of my life. And I've have sudden bursts of energy that will make me on time that happens once in a blue moon. So today, that urge to be on time overcame me, causing me to finish all my research, housework and getting ready all before 5pm based on my room clock. And while I was donning my tudung, my dad asked me why I'm not in school. I told him I was getting ready and there is alot of time..

Then.. I looked at the hall clock, my stomach did a backflip and I started perspiring..

I was 2 hrs behind time. I've been behind time all this day. And being transported back to +8 GMT took alot of energy.. trust me. It gave me a headache actually.

So after so much effort, the father of all ironies, Mr Murphy, had to wave his wand and do his magic on me.

I had to trudge back into my room, defeated and cursed, stripped myself of mascara and clothes, and did my school work on the pc. Of course, with the MSN and MIRC on.

Still getting used to +8 GMT