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Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Had been going out alot lately. Usually, i would go for training then lunch/shopping then go home to watch the sea games.

Yesterday was tragic though. My trainer (SITI NURHANIS BTE ZAMROT, YOU SHOULD BE HONOURED) was training cedar, then she waited for me to come before she trained with me. You see, I stretched my thigh muscles last week and then pain was still lingering during the weekends. I thought it would be okay for me to train cos it wasnt very very painful. So we did suicide runs first, that was okay cos i took it rather easy. But yknow my trainer is really fast, so her take it easy is like sprinting and her legs and hands are longer so she can reach out faster. Unfair right? Then we did a drill, something like suicide run. But this one's done across three lanes then we have to SPRINT the last 10m. Did my first set, was okay. 2nd set, okay. When i sprinted the last set, omg i almost fell because i stretched my muscle too much and could barely walk. I felt bad because i was supposed to accompany her for training but had to stop halfway because of my thigh. So she had to complete her circuit training alone while i watch her train and then they were banglas staring at me cos we were the only ones at the stadium cos it was already 12 and nobody runs at 12 unless you wanna get heat stroke.

After training, i was craving for pasta (since prelims actually) so we went to plaza sing's swensens. Ohmy the black pepper seafood pasta is yummy! SEE! So after that carbo load, we walked to somerset. When it comes to shopping, all injuries whatsoever are ignored or forgotten. Haha.


And my mom is having her accountancy exam before we fly off for brunei tmr. So she's been home studying the last couple of days. And she's so into studying that she brought her notes into the toilet. HAHA. If only i was like that...


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10:39 AM


Wednesday, December 09, 2009
It's prom later and i'm so nervous.
what if i look fat or that i'm not pretty enough


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Friday, December 04, 2009


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11:38 AM


A'S IS OFFICIALLY OVER.
but i didnt end it with a bang. I mean, i didnt go out to party after the paper. Instead, right after bio mcq was over, i changed into my pe tee, and worked out with my personal trainer (you wanna know who? it's the she-male from hurdles. ohno she's going to kill me for this). We went running at east coast, did lunges across the overhead bridge, worked out the core muscles back in school (It's a torture i tell you cos my core muscles are extremely weak now) and then we cycled to cool down. It's like going for training since we were at it from about 10-12. My muscles are aching now, just like last Tuesday after i went gymming (which got mats staring. macam tak pernah nampak perempuan pegi gym gitu, ishh).

So anyways, I think i'll get bored by the time i finish watching season 3 of gossip girl. But thank god I've got dates to fulfill which means more shopping! I feel deprived. Ohno wait, i dont think i'm that deprived since i've been out shopping even before my last paper (dont blame me, i had to kill time. imagine waiting for over a week before your last paper). I'm going shopping later at cityhall with the cousin. okay i should stop. i sound like an airhead.


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11:13 AM


Tuesday, December 01, 2009
I miss all my pretty ladies. Esp squadmates and babitches. It's been one million years since I last saw them, no wait, i'm exaggerating. The last squadmate i met was sarah. That was last Monday, after chem.

&OH, i think it's really sucky that bio's always one of the last few papers, just like during o's. To tell you the truth, i have no idea what to expect out of A's. A's and O's are worlds apart. After O's there was this flicker of hope, certainty at least. But i cant say the same now. I'm just really scared, and then all the what ifs come to mind. I just really really hope i'll get what i've been dreaming for. INSYA ALLAH


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1:59 PM


Monday, September 21, 2009






SELAMAT HARI RAYA. MAAF ZAHIR BATIN. Forgive me if i've sinned in any way. I beg your forgiveness, i really do. So that if i die today, tomorrow or anytime for that matter (since only God knows what He has in store for me), i'll leave in peace, insya allah.

&HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYAH! May Allah bless you in life and in the hereafter. Amin


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Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Dalam satu kisah percintaan yang menarik. Sepasang suami isteri berjalan di tepi sebuah tasik yang indah. Kemudian mereka berhenti di sebuah bangku yang disediakan di tepi tasik. Kemudian si isteri bertanya kepada si suami. Ini dialog mereka...

Isteri : Mengapa abang menyukai saya? Mengapa abang cintakan saya?
Suami : Abang tidak boleh menerangkan sebabnya, namun begitu abang memang cintakan Sayang.
Isteri : Abang tak boleh terangkan sebabnya? Bagaimana abang boleh katakan abang sayang dan cintakan saya sedangkan abang tidak boleh menerangkannya.
Suami : Betul! Abang tak tahu sebabnya tetapi abang boleh buktikan bahawa abang memang cintakan Sayang!
Isteri : Tak boleh beri bukti! Tidak! Saya hendak abang terangkan kepada saya sebabnya. Kawan-kawan saya yang lain yang mempunyai suami dan teman lelaki yang tahu menerangkan mengapa mereka mencintai. Dalam bentuk puisi dan syair lagi. Namun begitu abang tidak boleh terangkan sebabnya.

Si suami menarik nafas panjang dan dia berkata: "Baiklah! Abang mencintai Sayang sebab sayang cantik, mempunyai suara yang merdu, penyayang dan mengingati abang selalu . Abang juga sukakan senyuman manis dan setiap tapak Sayang melangkah, di situlah cinta Abang bersama Sayang!"

Si isteri tersenyum dan berpuas hati dengan penerangan suaminya tadi. Namun begitu selang beberapa hari si isteri mengalami kemalangan dan koma. Si suami amat bersedih dan menulis sepucuk surat kepada isterinya yang disayangi. Surat itu diletakkan di sebelah katil isterinya di hospital.

Surat tersebut berbunyi begini:
Sayang, jika disebabkan suaramu, aku menyintaimu ... sekarang bolehkah engkau bersuara? Tidak! Oleh itu aku tidak boleh mencintai mu.

Jika disebabkan kasih sayang dan ingatan aku mencintai mu...sekarang bolehkah engkau menunjukkannya? Tidak! Oleh itu aku tidak boleh mencintai mu.
Jika disebabkan senyuman aku mencintai mu... sekarang bolehkah engkau tersenyum? Tidak! Oleh itu aku tidak boleh mencintai mu.
Jika disebabkan setiap langkah aku mencintai mu..... sekarang bolehkah engkau melangkah? Tidak! Oleh itu aku tidak boleh mencintai mu.
Jika cinta memerlukan sebabnya, seperti sekarang. Aku tidak mempunyai sebab mencintai mu lagi.
Adakah cinta memerlukan sebab? Tidak! Aku masih mencintai mu dulu, kini, selamanya dan cinta tidak perlu ada sebab. Kadangkala perkara tercantik dan terbaik di dunia tidak boleh dilihat, dipegang. Namun begitu... ia boleh dirasai
dalam hati"





An excerpt from an email i received. I thought it was heartwarming.

But unfortunately, it is also a manifestation of how we're easily contented with superficialities. We have to remember that our looks, wealth, just to name a few, are not forever. God lent them to us. The world is just a temporal joy. Therefore, we should enslave ourselves to God this holy month (since it's drawing to an end) so that Insya Allah, this year's Ramadhan will be the best. Amin.

ALL THE BEST FOR PRELIMS AND A'S!


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1:28 PM


Friday, August 28, 2009
"I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all."
-10 things I hate about you




We could get lost baby I don't care.I ain't worried as long as you're there. There ain't no place that I'd rather be.Next to you, sitting next to me.
So if I told you I love you, can i keep you?


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11:38 PM