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Nurhidayah Bte Rahmat
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Sunday, July 19, 2009
HandWritten on; 5:30 PM

The week was just like any other week- with just a few exceptions. Mum week off from work, delicious hot dishes awaiting me everytime I get home late from school & most memorably Marco birthday bash :) everything is coming along smoothly, even with art where I had already started painting my canvas. Yesterday was spent at jb with family, watch harry potter movie & its great. Did quite a few shopping and hours later we were on our way home with sore feets :) I think I have decided on what to wear next tuesday too, looks pretty fine. Probably many will turn up wearing ethnic costumes, but it sure wouldnt be like last year :)

I feel different. I don't know why.
Emptiness resides still, happiness fades.

Sunday, July 12, 2009
HandWritten on; 5:45 PM


I just want you to know that I miss you. I need you.
But sometimes, some things are better left unsaid.

Spent the day at home yesterday. Was so tired, slept three times altogether. Watch movies, spring cleaning, hunt for remaining makeup items under my parents bed. Nothing much. I am currently the proud owner of dozens beautiful lipglosses & miniature perfumes :) I got two new shirts and four boxers. Books were left untouched. I wished I had all the energy in the world, I wished I had spent the day with bobby. It would have been fun, like always.

There's nothing interesting about today, everything is sucky. My smile is sucky, my phone is sucky. There are no messages at all, although I had quite expected it from the second I opened my eyes & greet sunshine. Last night was terrible. No use dwelling on it any longer. Helped my mum do her cookies awhile ago. Clean my room for the second time today. & Im waiting for the arrival of Aunty Julieeeeee. New clothes, please lift my spirits.

Not looking forward to school tomorrow, sucky.
Do you know I like pink, well hot pink. I like hot pink mixed with green. So beautiful. I want this pretty Motorola thingy. Dear god, please lemme have it. Please please please. I don't want to wait nine more years :(


Let me tell you something. Let us reveal something.
I'm trying to be as honest as I can be.
But sometimes I don't want it to be because.

What you say would change nothing.
And you would have guessed, in the end it all comes back to you.

Friday, July 10, 2009
HandWritten on; 9:10 PM

"Allah is the Greatest. I'm just the greatest boxer." - Muhammad Ali

His book on The Soul Of A Butterfly is truly inspiring, & if Rasheed never did borrow this wonderful book for me, I would not have known such a man with a beautiful heart. The book is nothing short of fantastic. It takes you on a journey through the remarkable learnings of this great man and moves you to tears at some points. This book is as close to heart as it gets. I was touched by his honesty and simple logic to life. It will show you a man who is a giant. A giant with the soul of a butterfly.

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Weekend, finally. School was the usual test & dozens of revisions. Art is coming along just fine, sad thing is I have not yet started on my canvas painting. My class partners are noisy, my math class partners is one sometimes noisy and the other best as conversations flows easily. I likeeee :) everything is alright though there are always problems & setbacks. I found out something really shocking today, nadhirah broke the news. I had expected this right from the start. But I had never expect it to hurt still.

I love my girlfriends ( Marco included )


I miss my nachs.