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other_than_that & sneakpeeks & toastedbrains & o_a_sis & rem_i_nice & shine_zzz & blacknotred & new_rons & roses & her_journey & name_herself & beauty_sleep & flauras & lembu

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Monday, October 31, 2005


haha.. i've never been so right before in my life.. hehe.. i knew that the prophecy that i made when i started out this blog is going to happen (or rather it HAS happened). i've conveniently neglected this blog thanks to the collective blog that was set up. haha.. i love that blog more than i love this one....(: see.. doesnt it show that i love u ppl more than myself? hahah...

k lah.. just wanna fill up the space here. hahaha... so tak guna...
hmm.. wanna go off oredi......the bed is beckoning... just gotta give in to temptations!!!

salamm.. ramadhan mubarak!!


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Sunday, October 02, 2005


Subhanallah... this week has been a very trying week for me. on monday, my friends and i were struggling to draft out our group project essay.
on tuesday, i skipped lecture to collect the plaques for the seminar and i had tuition. at the same time, i was trying to juggle between studying for tests and doing project work.
on wednesday, i had my soci test in which i had foolishly attempted a 'difficult' question and i conveniently skipped dpi class. why?
cause on thursday, i had my ps test.. which i didn't really study for. and what is worse is that people generally found the test easy. on thursday, my group also had to send in our project. and i totally became lost during the seminar. there were glitches that could have been prevented if i had more initiative...
then, on friday, i had school, went on for tuition - felt like crap cause PSLE is nearing and i'realised i din help my cousin hard enough to prepare him for it, then sent sya off to london.. it was sad having to see her say goodbye. i wasn't allowed to cry cause tears will only worsen the situation.
then, on saturday, i had my dpi tests which i totally didn't study for. and i had..... my tasmi' which didn't turn out so well.
then, on sunday, which is today, i am struggling with ereflections and trying to look for an almost non-existent news article on geylang serai. i don't want to get into the details cause i'm just so tired about it. and... the climax of it all............ I LOST MY PURSE. it has my ezlink card, my mom's radio card, $40 of cash, my ATM card and my IC. when did i lose it? well, it was YESTERDAY night. when did i realise i lose it? TONIGHT, SUNDAY NIGHT.
Allah is really testing me.. and i pray, and i hope that I can withstand the challenges. I am feeling disheartened and defeated... but i am hoping, that faith will pull me through.
despite the late nights, the emotional upheaval, InsyaAllah, some good will come out of it.


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