Friday, November 19, 2004
oh miss effendi! sighs~ she is so fab lah. lit teacher 02/03. respected lady. loved by all. adored. i remember how we feared her soo much. first day of lit class. no one spoke a word. no one dared to make the slightest movement. she had a reputation to be the meanest teacher if she is mad. she have the power to make u feel guilty. guilty for not studying hard enough. i remember wen i had gotten a B grade for lit. and OF COZ i was satisfied. but within seconds she made me feel like a piece of trash. farhana, u can do so much better. she has a way with words. obviously. understands us. she was one of the few teachers who stood by us when we got into trouble. one of the few who cared for us. loved us. stood up for us. she makes us feel special. she gives u the feeling that u can do anything at all. she's beautiful both on the inside and out. staring at her in class. her unique way of teaching. RnJ performance. ikon wanita. selamat pagi singapura. lit camp 2002. 40 power point slides in lectures. debate. frog n toad when we are down. dreamt to go england together. and now, a mother. sigh~
a few of the 4f peeps went to her house just now. her baby is adorable. beautiful features. everyone wanted a piece of onirels haha. sham wanted to eat her up! omera u're so lucky to have her as a mom. sigh~ watched some of her home-made video which gave me a whole diff perspective on motherhood. she read for us george n martha. ate. talked. we miss her lah!! sigh~
after that me n am send mal to the mrt, and went off for our mission. which is to find chapteh~ weeeee~ blisters lah my feet. imagine walking around tampines in baju kurung and heels searching for that blardy thingee. sadly, we failed. no capteh in sight~ drank bubbletea. went home. watched taufik. rocks lah.suppose to go watch movie but apparently my sister have no mood. so nvm. quite disappointing lah. i'm hoping to meet my boo tomolo. sigh~ stupid hari raye. i miss u dear. lalala. my comp is siao~ the monitor is changing colour hahaa. maybe its tired. its going to die very very soon. nvm.
to a very special fren of mine. i'm keeping ur name anonymous. but i think it is obvious nvm...:
dear, love is never easy. and being in love, your bound to be hurt at least once. but never give up on the one u love. if love be rough with u, be rough with love. prick love for pricking. never let go of the one u love. and now that u both have each other, cherish. love. May Allah brighten ur life with love. May He answer ur prayers. and Good luck. i'm always here for the both of u. loves.
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