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Wednesday, February 18, 2009 { 8:13 PM }
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I shouldn't have been in 4N this year, really. I should be with my Sec3 friends, now: 4E5. I miss the times we had together, although I am quiet in class. Well, it's my fault, I played too much. I feel like killing myself, you know, put a knife on my chest and stab it! I'd rather die. Seriously, why would I wanna live in this world?? Should I die only when it's the end of the world?? Nehh! I would rather die now, lets see, drive a car, drive fast, CRASH! Yea!! That's what I feel like doing now.


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My name is RacerFaisal
I love my FAMILY, my STUFFS and CARS! Especially the Lamborghini Gallardo LP560-4 and also Nissan GT-R 35

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