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This Blog BELONG TO Qiena Abd Halim ...i just want u to know that this is My Space,My Place,My bLog,so i have right to write anything that i want,when i want that relate to my life.I'm have no intention to embarrass anyone as i do not mention ur real's name..so if you feel annoyed or don't like what i'm already posting,u can get outta here.another reminder to all reader,i'm admit that i used harsh words to express my feeling because this is me. if you hate it, just close my page and dont read it ..

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Wednesday, October 28, 2009

StupId Train

by Qiena Abd Halim

i cant believe it..my class ended at 4.30 pm and i decided to take putra lrt to msjd jamek as always..suprisingly,i had to wait almost 3 hour just to go to msjid jamek which only 1 station away from dang wangi.i know its a pack hour but i always managed 2 squeeze myself into that tiny train..tired of waiting,i got into train to gombak line n change back to kelana jaya line at klcc back to msjid jamk...mcm nk patah tulang kaki je tggu menantg tue...

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