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x'mas
Saturday, December 26, 2009 6:24 AM

yesterday was christmas and i had to work. the day started well at first, but when it came noon, it was so @#$%! people were queueing to take the boat ride. why the world wanna go to the zoo on x'mas? i really felt i was going international. different people with different races, came to me speaking their own language. english please! i don't understand a single word that came out from their words.
i also receive stupid questions like 'what can i see inside the zoo?' hello?! stupid or what? at the first place why are you in the zoo? really make me sick.
after handling those crowd, i got a sweet treat from my dear work-mate. thanks for the Ben&Jerrys' mate ;)
til then, adios
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call me din or even salih for short. born on 28.12.1992, 18 this year i'm the kind of person who does not talk much. don't ask me why. i had sex with art everday, and i love it! and gosh, effy's so cute, i want her to be my gf! TUMBLR



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