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Monday, March 31, 2008










I adore my girlfriends! My shorty Feeqa, my cute Nadiie and my sweet Muniie. I swear I love you girlfriends like so much. You girls were there to listen to me when no one else would. You girls would cheer me up when no one else would. Whenever I was scared, you'd chase away my fears. Whenever I would cry, you'd wipe away my tears. I can always count on you girls to help me smile again. I've come to count on you girls because you'll be there in the end. So I want to say thanks for always being there and for saving me from my own despair and one final thing, here in this part, I love you girls with ever piece of my heart. That's what girlfriends are for. I love you girls.

When will this flu ever stop? Im removing my nose, people. I'll have no nose by the end of today. Don't be surprised. I know most of you won't believe a word of this but there are people out there who actually trust me so much. Eh, Ross? Laughs. And oh! I feel swollen. Everyone said I looked normal. I am dramatic anyway. [Insert wide smile] But still, I'm in pain. My whole body is aching, and I mean, my WHOLE body! Let's not get too specific here. Laughs. How am I going to run my 2.4km test tomorrow during PE lesson? Can I have a permanent mc? Pretty please. I promise to be a good girl.[Insert cheeky look]

I'm not ready for school actually. But trust me, I do enjoy going to school because that is the only time I can crap around. But this time round, I'll head to school for academic and that scares me, thinking about O's. Ohmyy. I haven't done much revisions lately. I felt really dumb. First two periods of Physics and one and a half hour for Chemistry is more than enough to crack your brains open. I mean, who on earth actually bothers to study so early in the morning? But whatever it is, Maths was awesome. I managed to complete most of the questions in the textbook. I got Shaa to stress with me too. [Insert wink]

I should skip recess more often, since then, I could spend about 15-20 minutes to have a short nap in class. Come on, the canteen is always sardine-packed and I can hardly breathe there. I need fresh air, you see.

I think, if the internet didnt exist, i'd be a happier person with better eyesight. Yes, wow. I just realised that. But now, in this modern society, whereby almost all household have at least one computer, you'd be like an outcast if you dont have the internet. I want to go out every single day, and not touch the computer for a change. I bet my mom would rather let me play the computer. Laughs. What is wrong with this world!?!?!? The internet is conquering our love/social/whatever lives! WE ARE LAZY-BUMS. WE ARE FAT WARTHOGS THAT CHOMP ON FAST-FOOD. Ohmyy! What crap am i babbling about?
Dear Love, I never saw war as bad. Now I know why it is so evil. It keeps me from all that makes me happy, all that makes the day beautiful, and all that leaves me breathless - all that I love.... There is only one good thing about being away from you, and that is the feeling I get when I see you for the first time. It is the love I have for you multiplied by the weeks we have been apart. I love you. I wish there was a word that could describe how much, but maybe it's better that you don't know. You would see I do love you more. I love you more than I can understand. I love you, Muhd Az-dzaahiir Bin Muhd Daud.

My homework's still undone and I have been blogging and going online for the past few days. This is bad, really. But damn, I can't stop myself. Okay, fine. I will. I shall end my crap now. Are you happy now? Oh well, say goodbye to readers!





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