Thursday, November 22, 2007

I lost my wallet..
Mayb I should have stayed at home,
I dunno..
Lost it at Chongpang...
At a busstop..
So if anybody found a black and orange OP wallet,
N happen to see my name Muhammad Dinie B Sudiyono on the IC,
N just happen to type in that name hoping to find out the owner's name online,
Hope u can return me ya?
Tag me...

But fat hope la...
Was plannin to surprise my ex-classmates at the chalet..
But, since I lost it, I couldn't travel there..
Sry I couldn't make it ppl...

Anyway, England are out of Euro 08...
Pretty Sad but at the way they played in the qualifiers,
Tink Russians are more deserving...
But 8.6 odds...
Wah, whoever decided to try out on Croatia must b one lucky guy...
haha, Hz... nvm...

Wells, since Im pretty injured, I wun b trainin...
But I have to see whether I can make it to skl tmr in the 1st place..
Plannin to go but due to this setback,
I have to see how...

Ppl who go fly kite today, have fun!!!
I'll cya all soon ya?

posted by Wary at 9:57 AM


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Artiste: The Frays
Song: How to save a Life

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Lyrics

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came
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