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Asrizal
this is my life
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Asrizal A.

Born : 25/03/1990

Star Sign : Aries

Interests : Guitars. Bikes.

me




Arians are
adventurous
energetic
pioneering
courageous
enthusiastic
confident
dynamic
quick-witted.
selfish
quick-tempered
impulsive
impatient
foolhardy
daredevil.

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January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009

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one hell of a chaotic night.
measures taken in order to keep your love ones safe.
from any kind of evil that may eventually be in them
or coming for them.
it took me a while to shudder,
to see how my mum is deeply hurt.
i felt the stab,the pain just looking at the state she was in.
it was freaking me out.stressing me out.saddening me in every possible way it can.
that need for sleep was overshadowed with thoughts only of curing her.
i slugged my way around the house hoping for a miracle.
while silent screams echoes the hallway.
unfamiliar tone,foreign ascent.
it was definitely not her.
minutes seems like hours right now.
all we could do was pray as a family.
had my nap.

morning came and i was overjoyed to see my mum waking me up.
the usual sight of her trying her best to wake a dead animal for school.
i almost burst into tears.
guess the long hours were worthy.
it was not a dream as my step dad reminded me what happened.
guess its over for now. i really hope so.

thanks Ian and Remee for being the friends who nurture my faith in God.
thanks Adi for helping me clear my school work. That reminds me that i am locked out from LEO.
Thanks Joanna for listening to me while you're already tucked in and asleep.Sorry that my international credit ran out.I didn't mean to hang up on you just like that.