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Month: February 2008

i miss home.

Currently feeling: Hungry
Currently listening to: Here I Am – Natalie Gauci

I just woke up from sleeping since 8 pm. I got back from our dinner performance practice at around 7:30 pm just now. Yeah, that’s how exhausted I was. I haven’t even had dinner. It’s not that I was planning to anyway.

This week was crazy. Apart from missing the Backstreet Boys concert (haha) last Wednesday night because I had no transport as I had to be back in Shah Alam that night itself. I had my hospital clerkship the next morning.
This week also saw me being busy with my presentations (yawn !) and my faculty dinner performance practices. I’m gonna be singing (while some of them dance) yo ! And acting. By the way, I suck at the latter. Sobs.

I’d have to admit that I have a bunch of very talented classmates.
It’s funny that the thought that it’s our final semester together saddens me a bit. Hmm.

I haven’t lost any weight which is pretty sucky as our dinner is only a week away. Should I just starve myself ?

I’m starting to think that I’d be single for the rest of my life.
Because I have too high expectations on how the man of my life should be. And it doesn’t help that I am someone who is just too difficult to be with.
Plus, I’m too afraid of history repeating itself.
So yeah, I’m not only gonna die being a fat ass. I’d also be alone.

I miss home.
I miss Daddy.


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i just wanna belong.

Currently feeling: Perplexed
Currently listening to: Here I Am – Natalie Gauci

Have you ever felt like you didn’t really belong where you are ?
It’s a shitty kinda feeling I tell you.


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Currently feeling: Lazy
Currently listening to: Somebody To Love – Brittany Murphy

I’m at the computer lab waiting for my 4pm class to start.
Last Wednesday Nanab accompanied me to the post office to get my parcel. Imagine how I felt when I saw what was written on the box.

Firstly, I didn’t know anyone in Dubai. Secondly, I didn’t know anyone by the name of Mohammad Hassan. Hehe. Thirdly, no one knows my address here in Shah Alam. So it kinda freaked me out la. I kept shaking the box before actually opening it. When I finally had the guts to open it, these were in it:

It turned out that Daddy ordered an English translation of the Qur’an and a few other books for me.
Thank you Daddy.

Last Thursday saw Cha, Izza, Ayu and I karaoke-ed our hearts out at Selayang Mall (hey, that’s the nearest we could go from Selayang Hospital okay. hee). I had a blast even though I was in my baju kurung. Hehe.
Chatted with the ex that night. Well, it wasn’t that bad. He uttered the usual stuff. But there was no tension whatsoever.
My test that Friday morning was funny. Yeah, funny. Shall not elaborate on that.

I had McD’s with the guy I currently have the hots for last Friday night. It was a nerve wrecking experience. Hehe.
Was at the faculty the whole day on Saturday as we had a Modul Keusahawanan Bumiputera or that’s what I thought we had. I dreaded the whole thing ! I didn’t get anything beneficial out of it, well I did laugh too much but I felt that I just wasted 8 hours of my time. Sigh.

I’m having serious trouble understanding people who don’t use their brains think before they speak.

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