*sniff. My hair smells like pavement, as turning off it might sound, just because I laid on the floors at the front of P.O.J aka palace of justice, with iqbal, nab and friends looking out for hidden stars at 12 am after nab's birthday dinner. Its 3.30 am now and I'm so exhausted, so, later. zzzZZzz and happy birthday to nurul syazninabila and farah hanani (miss her much) ! =)
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