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Sunday, March 28, 2010 @ Sunday, March 28, 2010
haggard

Why must everything gets so hard? And complicated? I loathe it when the situation becomes like this. It just seems not right. This isnt what i endeavour for..

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Saturday, March 20, 2010 @ Saturday, March 20, 2010
distinguised from school days

Finally yesterday was the last day of school. Woohoo! It's holiday time! I have three weeks of holiday. I would prolly be spending the time with ma girlfriends, peeps and with sayang. Been waiting for this very moment. I miss boyfriend so much. We don't see each other that often nowadays. And i keep having bad dreams 'bout him. Even sometimes he does. Is it a sign?
These nightmares are very bizarre. Recently, well literally last night, i had another nightmare.

I dreamt that he met with an accident and left me alone in this empty, meaningless life.
After saw him left that night, i didn't receive any messages from him so i thought he must be freaking fatigue and went straight to bed once he reached home. The following morning, i received a call from an anonymous person saying that u just met with an accident awhile ago. I was stunned and terrified. The news startled me. The doctor said, ''It was too late''. I cried, screamed ma lungs. His friends always call me up to bring me out and forget that unpleasant event. It's hard to let nature roll. I kept rejecting their invitations and told 'em i need sometime alone. Instead i went to the place where he had a mishap. As i was strolling at that area, i found his mobile phone near the drain. I took it and keep it with me. It was the only thing that can last with me to remind of him. But somehow i still feel his existence. It was as if his soul is lingering around me. He kept me safe. One day while i was dreaming away, thinking 'bout him, i received a message from HIS MOBILE PHONE. There was no number so i just open the message and it said,"I MISS YOU"..
I know, creepy or what.



Change topic.
Sya just get her new toy. She named it Kitty! Well eventually it's not a cat.
It's Panasonic Lumix FZ35! ahahah


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Wednesday, March 17, 2010 @ Wednesday, March 17, 2010
random pics

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Just random pictures during break-time last two days, Monday. We were darn boredd. Heh. AS usual, Fyqa will bring her camera along. So SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!
Majority of the pictures taken by the great ME. heh


~credits to Heedy ((:

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 @ Wednesday, March 10, 2010
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME !

Hello love.
Guess what, yesterday was ma official Birthday! Woohoo! Lol.
God, I've been sabotage during break time inda CANTEEN! So embarrasing siaa..! Unfortunately, they smashed ma face into the cake. Haha. But it was hilarious tho. Heard it was Yong Qin's idea-.- Why am i not surprise.

Thanks guys, it's very memorable birthday celebration. I love ya all. ♥

This is how the surprise happened,
yesterday's school started at 9am and the first lesson was LFS. As usual, me and ma mates will forever ever never attend that lesson. It talks all 'bout lifeskills. Attending that lesson is so not worth it. Scuha bore duhh. Therefore, we often neglect that module. As pernormal, i will call up ma friends and go to school with 'em. Unfortunately, ma friends was abit late so i decided to head off first. On the way to school, Izaan kept on texting me asking my whereabouts. I started to feel suspicious as if something's going on. I wondered what were they up to. But i just ignored it and acted cool. I did not wait for them as i wouldn't wanna be late so i attended the class first. Half an hour gone. The three musketeers then entered the room. They were smiling WIDELY towards ma direction. I was very sure that they're up to something. Ohh well.. Let them be. I see nothing in their hands. First expression, DISAPPOINTED. I thought maybe they didn't get for me anything. I was hoping something tho. Just wishes, hand shakes, hugs. Good enough for me.

All of a sudden, Yaya turned around and faced me.

She started to ask,"What are you expecting from your friends on your birthday?"

I was blank. Speechless.

I answered,"Err.. I don't know. I'm not expecting anything.. I guess" (I lied)

I just thought that i shouldn't tell 'em what I was expecting as i don't wish to make 'em feel guilty.


Lesson ended. It's our break-time. I was starving like shit. I can even eat up a big-fate meanie. Aha obviously i was faking. The moment i stepped out of the room, Yaya grasped ma arm while Fyqa grasped the other. I wondered what were they enthusiast about. They escorted me to the canteen. I was wholly not aware where they bringing me. Suddenly they stopped infront of a round table in the middle of the canteen. There you go, ma Surprise Birthday Celebration! Aha it was awesome. Quite expected. Heh nahh. I don't want to emphasize on the sabotage part ahaha. Pictures speak a thousand words.

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Ahaha! This is the part when i've been sabotage!
Smashed...!!!! Poor cake ):


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What a bummer, gotta do last touch-up of the project.
Aha.. Everyone says that. Pfft.


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