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Sunday, August 29, 2004

this entry is especially for MAYGALAI who ermm was busy STUDYING HER MATHS instead of calming me down in my desperate situation!! thanks a lot ah..

so there i was. sitting right in front of MAYGALAI..bugging her while she was eating..i've been wanting to take her picture....hehe pretty maygalai..hehe


so this MAYGALAI..i think there is magic in her words.all she had to say was "want me to sms aisha? she's in the lib." and she popped out at the other end of the canteeen. nad started to wave and wave n wave. and den i don't know whose IDEA IT WAS, both nad n shama rannnnnn towards her..nad screaming her name. gosh. and MAY, thanxx a lot ah. u and ur sin cos tan. thannx. not funny ah.

so there they were, at the other end of the canteen, me the other end-panicking. i was saying to myself "run aisha runnn". gosh. haiz. gosh. exciting but erm scarreee. i myself wanted to run..but i tot i could seek comfort in MAYGALAI..i didnt know what really happen at the other end. something abt they asking aisha for her picture. she rejecting and of coz she felt super erm weird? and pat interrupting..her frens just laffing2. all i know was MAY was still studying her maths and only looked up when she hallucinated a flash.
along come shamani "farhana. come. she wanna talk to u"..

panic

walked slowly there. wah i've nver tot i cld feel even more embarrased ah. never in my life. "farhana. why u want my picture now!" omg lah. i didnt do anything. note that everybody. nad and shama took the initiative. tank u! farhana lost her words at that moment. couldnt say a thing. just blushed and gave a blur look and denied everything. deny deny deny. (STOP LAUGHING U ALL!!) i actually forgot how everything ended. only the part when shama n nad screamed "SOOOO CLOOSEEE". but i remember feeling rotten. horrible. but yet. weird sense of relief. *sigh*


28 August 2004

zam sent me to shama's house. to do PW. i forget to bring e disket soo ermm slacked instead. b4 that we went jln jln at junction 8. haha so fun. den went to meet am. followed her to her cuzzin's house. soo big soo nice..with WATER BED!! ate pizza. chilled. her cuzzin damn cute lah. she kept talking abt cute guys haha. den at one pt me n am realised how we miss wani's house. decided to go there n me, sleep over. it was fun. watching schoool of rock till we(wani n I) didnt take the initiative to send am home. how stupid. sorry am. den we watch olympics and oooooo the brazillian volleyballer's ass.. WWWWOOOOOOOOO~ nice sia. really. dunno y me n wani just stared at them.haha. fun lah. sleep wooke up. met zam. wani went to do pw. haha. and zam came over n watched soccer. and now he's gone home. i'm all alone. u noe wad..weird but ermm i told zam i miss a certain someone. i actually really do.

u were so right yet so wrong. u made me feel like a princess. took care of me. did everything for me. made sure nothing hurt me. but ironically, u did. maybe i reached a point that i actually forgive u. maybe? sometimes i wonder what u're doing. how u are. how's everything. but should i be feeling this way? weird yes. but i cant help it. for 2 yrs u were constantly there for me. den suddenly, gone. that shouldnt have been the way. haizz....

3:43:00 pm

Anahraf El Diab
I wish i could say that i'm unique and different but that would be a lie. from my mom, i stole her features, her attitude and 1/5 of her strength. i kinda ripped of my dad's hairstyle and that obviously isnt a choice. i think i would be a fashion disaster or a real girly girl if it werent for my brother and thank god for that. at the same time, i would have been naive and maybe a boy if it werent for my sister. hur hur. the rest of me, i picked it up somewhere along the way thru my 19 years old journey and that is what u gotta find out.


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