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Focus
dal

I am not obliged to update regularly nor put up posts to your interests.


curl fingers, hi
here's how it goes. i'll most likely reply on your tagboard. but if you don't have one, the reply goes here.

Saturday, January 27, 2007
18:25

so cute. 've been seeing it(the malay version) on tv3.


Tuesday, January 23, 2007
22:54
It's a feeling of lost when only silence greets you every time you reach home after a hard day. You try to strike a conversation, but all you get back is reluctance. For this, I apologise for not taking the initiative because, it's too bad we're used to keeping to ourselves since young. But this doesn't mean noise is a correct thing.

If only I can tell you. Push aside your ego. Home would be perfect. (:

Yours truly,
Your daughter


Sunday, January 21, 2007
18:34
Before it's too late, Salam Ma'al Hijrah. Happy new year.


Friday, January 19, 2007
20:27
tgif.

yesterday i went for dry prac with a purple and blue mark on my 2nd right finger, which looked like an exaggerated version of the bruise you have after pulling the trigger with improper technique. disgusting. nadzirah ah!...go and "bite" people's fingers. tsktsk. :P

ah yes. i rmbred something. physics teacher Goh taught us about lightyear on his 2nd lesson with us. grins.

...

to enlighten you, lightyears is the name of my annual camp '05 group.

i say indi you say go. indigo indigo.
i say we rock don't say no. don't say no.


Wednesday, January 10, 2007
17:18
spring cleaning last weekend. a lot of things but no space to keep them neatly. mostly it's the souvenirs from friends. get me a nice box.

I'm thinking of taking up tuition but the whole idea of having somebody foreign attending to me (and others) in a room, on fix dates and a few hours each session is making me uncomfortable. I prefer having close friend(s) to guide me in studies because she's always there everytime and we understand each other. 'cause I do ask weird questions you know. Of course in desperate times, I might consider tuition.

From now on, I'm updating less. another phase has begun and I find more things personal. My studies are presently stable, thank God, though I'm a bit







. What gets me a teenie weenie bit unstable is Family. too bad tompok is not here to be my stressball. i'll hug her like everything.


Monday, January 08, 2007
18:06
Okay. Sunday was urm both pleasant and unpleasant. ptsk azizah didn't come. Unpleasant because the two close friends of mine were announced to be in class 3B when it was written as 3A in their letters. I was like practically stopping them to go into the B class. I seriously hope they are able to change back into A next week...

Hurt-Christina Aguilera
Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today
I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To hear your voice again
Sometimes I want to call you but I know you won't be there
I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you
Someday I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss
You know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this
Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?
There's nothing I want to do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes and see you looking back
I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself
If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that
I've missed you since you've been away
Oh, it's dangerous
It's so I'm afraid to try to turn back time
I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself
By hurting you
http://www.musiclyricsfinder.com/bands_and_artists/134/christina_aguilera/hurt.html


Friday, January 05, 2007
18:29
pour some amount of water straight from the thermos flask into your mouth and then get your tongue scald.
yup i accidentally did just that and i lose my sense of taste for the time being. ah yelah...lepas tu sempat makan pizza hut lagi. now i can't take too hot nor cold food. the former is to prevent this weird feeling on my tongue. the latter is a prevent for deterioration of my cough.

Technically, hari raya haji is more "bigger" than hari raya puasa. Apparently, it doesn't seem to happen that way here.