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Sunday, February 10, 2008

torn into pieces, 12:43 AM

this early morning reminds me of work. working is no fun but, working have done wonders to my recovery. besides work, the friends are my biggest distractions. you people are superb. most important, i know Allah is watching and is always helping me in many ways.

i have allowed myself to fall and get up again. fall and get up. i have went to my lowest point and take things at my own stride. the magic words i always rant whenever i feel so hurt is, 'its ok Ifa. you can do this. Allah Maha Adil. karma exist.' and, i listen to 'i will survive!' =) no one said you will die of a broken heart..... broken arm probably yes.

until today, whenever i meet Yazid, he will look at me and asked, 'how are you? are you ok?' hahaha.

in the bus, i told Mardia with eyes closed, 'i hate you.' she replied, 'i know you love me!' heheh. tak malu eh.

ps: i have HUGE plans this February =)

Ahmad will be going for national service soon. haish. there goes my food partner.

it hurts.

Be in good health first and foremost.. Weigh ermm at least a 40kg.. To do an adv diploma in nursing.. Be an excellent & dedicated perioperative nurse. I want to canoe & rock climbing someday.. To get married! Haha.. Not so soon still..

abby.
adee.
adi.
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azlina.
aznita.
azuwa.
belinda.
dani.
dila.
dina.
eileen.
farain.
farhana.
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hidayah.
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janna.
kak ayu.
kak azrina.
kak khatijah.
maliza.
mardia.
maria.
mastura.
mingyu.
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neng.
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uma.
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