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.Tuesday, January 29, 2008 ' 12:00 AM



so cousins have gone back to melbourne. and mhmm is busy playing with ants in jungle. it's so quiet ard here. usually, cousins would come by knocking the door and the house would be filled with much noise & laughter. now it's just me, fafa & nan staring at one another. okay, that's exaggerating.

im sick again. didnt go to school today. decided that i need a day off since ive been to the doctor 3 times this month. it's just january and ive been skipping alot of classes. okay, mostly pe & sastera. and cikgu even sent me, fida & aiman a get well soon msg. aww, so sweet.

ill be strong. 2-3 years down the road, all these pain and suffering would be nothing. thanks khalis for hearing me out. and to isya darling, BERTENANG. haha.

i miss my soldier badly

afilyana; end of this chapter


.Thursday, January 17, 2008 ' 9:36 PM



so the bus was packed, and i had no room to move in to allow other passengers to get on the bus coz i was blocked by a mother & daughter next to me who didnt want to move in. i don't understand why. so i see no room, i just continued to listen to my mp3. jiewei just had to nudge me and pointed me to an AUNTY who was shouting at me. all i could her was 'u and ur telephone only. others also want to get home'. the least she could do was to tell me nicely. but no, she had to shout for the whole bus to hear. it's not like it's my fault. coz the mother & daughter didnt want to move in. i couldnt move coz they were taking up 3/4 of the space and i can't squeeze in. okay fine, maybe i didnt try. but i moved all the way in from the entrance okay and not like some other passengers who really cling on to the poles or handles.

so i was damn furious all the way home coz she really embarassed me on the bus. she kept on staring at me, as though it was my fault. the mother & daughter just said sorry to me. it's such an appropiate ending to a bad and tiring day. tt aunty owes me an apology for embarassing me and tellng me off in front of so many ppl. i just feel like writing my comments to ST.

so much for milestone saturday. i hate zulu. taking freedom & happiness from ppl.

afilyana; end of this chapter


.Wednesday, January 09, 2008 ' 9:19 AM



i have to use the computer in school coz there's sth wrong with my laptop. pathetic. it's been so long since ive updated here. school has been fine. orientation quite alright but we're all looking forward to O2. now we're back to normal lessons. im using my 6 periods break to slack when im supposed to be dng geog. oh, i was sent out of class with a few others coz we totally forgot there's sth called TUTORIAL. HAHA.

im now sick. i lost my voice over the weekends. must be the numerous late nights over the holidays. the last weekend before school reopen, i went out with my aunt & uncle & cousins. watch late night movie & supper! Breeks cafe is LOVE! and munirah's still here holidaying. so when she's around, it's pretty much of a holiday for me too!! (: we've yet to have our cousins SLEEPOVER!! (((:

my little sister has turned 3. oh that brat, she's such a genius. she can read the iqra' and she prays together with us. omg! and she even sings Don't Cha & Smack That. the power of media. she can even scold me. gosh...that little girl going everywhere with her princess bag. her cuteness never fails to perk me up.

i seriously need to be more serious on my work. coz time is seriously precious. and the workload now is seriously piling. and i need to seriously get well soon. so i can start on my serious work seriously soon. (how many serious have i said? heh.)

i miss you

afilyana; end of this chapter



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