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Ashikin(cousin);
Asyiq;
Aisyah;
Achaa;
Amyrah;
Amalina;
Atiqah;
Azureen;
Bazilah;
Diana;
Didi(cousin);
Diyanah;

EFGH;
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Farahima;

IJKL;
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Jessie;
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JunXian;
JunKiat;
Kelly;
Lydia;
Lyana;
LeeSyafiq;

MNOP;
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Natasha;
Nabilah;
Narisah;
Nursyahirah;

QRST;
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Sab;
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Shaza;
Shafiq;
Sherry;
Soon eng;
Syamimi;
Syahira;
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Subash;
Syazwan;
Syafiqah4;
Syidah;
Sufiyan;
Syafiqah4T1;
Syukri;
Syuhadah;

UVWX;
uhqayshuhdy;
Vivian;

YZ;
Yufen;
Yisi;
Zafirah;

ITE;
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Warda;
Sanchi;
Indra;
Catty;
Brandon;
Adeela;
Sarah;
Hidayah;
Anisya;
AinWOW;
Nanis;
Sahrifah;
Annisaah;
Ain;
Hawe;
Nash;
Jojo;
Lya;
Seri;
Tata;
Fyyza;
Ayu;
Ernani;
Jassy;
Shiqi;
Lyn;
Natasha;
Shamsul;
Nadia;
Kat;
Kiat;

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who would have ever knew
Sunday, November 15, 2009

well, we have to accept the fact that we're all unique. in our own ways, we have to learn to appreciate other people's praises/compliment. yes people look up on us, but that doesn't mean we have to be arrogant and give a stucked up attitude. i personally hate that kind of people, i would confront them. bottom line, be humble.

what is love anyway, could somebody explain to me.

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