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Friday, August 18, 2006

I put my hopes up too high.
and now i'm fallng.
how can one make you feel that you're on top of the world
and then one can make you shatter just like that.

amazingly true.
is that a talent or technique?

on top of that, one made me angry three times.
is one worth my time and effort?

sometimes, it does linger in my mind whether I should give my all to one.
the thing is I do understand how the situation is.
it's just that this question pops up a couple too much times.
IS ONE WORTH MY TIME & EFFORT?

one can be so amazingly incredibly nice plus all that flowery things.
one just aced it all.
but.
one is just a dream.

a dream that can never be a reality.
NEVER.
i repeat, "N-E-V-E-R"

for now, can one just leave me alone for the rest of my life.
cuz i have to wake up and turn to reality.
no more fantasy for you sue.
there's no such things as prince charming riding on a white horse.
there's no happy endings like "happily ever after"
cuz it's all a hoax to make kids like me belive that there's hope.

i do wonder whether
"sketches: a story of hope"
was really worth your criticism.

let it be my last gift from you.
the portrait.
my life.
my story.
my hope.

leave me please.
i don't wanna put my hopes up too high anymore.

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I think i can write a novel on hope.
*bohooooo*

i do wanna go out this sat with them.
stupid work.
haiz.
i think my life is like
www.suehateswork.com &
www.suehatesmenses.com

yup.

go away.
shoo fly shoo.



running free and WILD.
12:29 AM


The Lady

s u e
22
Pursuing Degree in Advertising Design
La Salle
freelance multimedia designer
Yellow Chair Productions

Adores

designing
performing
anything indonesian
floorballing

Precious Ones

close ones
|lil' bit|
|filmmaker bro|
|kak nor|
|syimah|

floorballers
|aidah bedah|
|pwincez lin|
|pweetie atirah|
|sweet ayu|
|hafiz morfeo|
|baby hedz|
|creative hilmi|
|stella bella|
|zana banana|
|m riduwan|
|shahmen the great|
|jinxy ulf|
|hafiz duffiz|

the yellow people
|the godfather shaiful|
|phunky zallie|
|taufiq w the greens|
|nurul the writer|
|gym-goer nadz|
|seraphic syima|
|anakin yazid|
|shahdon stop it!|
|mak cik halimah|
|talented dhaniah|
|adorable naddee|
|mastura the antonella|
|ella ella eh eh|

due west
|abby saiful|
|superhero mac|
|yanty the vocalist|

childhood sweets
|syah syah|
|nuri byrd|
|tweet suzy|
|muzambo|

creative people
|zarina the bunny|
|roger rabbit|
|buncit sharin|

maria ave maria
|SEJA Azmi|
|ruzaini bill please!|
|big eyes sharee|
|meche aka lizzy|
|nadiah flower girl|
|hooded win|
|nazie flower girl2|
|SEJA Faiz|

sidekick friends
|adorable adillah|
|liena the diva|
|nazri spirit|

Thanks

adobe photoshop
notepad
my chicken pox
2 weeks mc