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ONE SUNDAY MORNING
Sunday, November 4, 2007
1:29 AM


Afterall, this is a test for me. The other night, I had a strange dream and in that dream, I lost the one I love and met someone new. I woke up, left him a message and covered my face with the pillows. I wanted to cry so badly. On Tuesday, I was down with high fever which followed up with sore throats. I suspected it wasn't a sore throat, but a throat ulcer. I am having difficulties in swallowing and today, I lost my voice. On top of all that, the boyfriend didn't get to book out this weekend due to his six days of field camp. And field camp calls out for no phone. I am trying to survive though. Keep telling myself that crying is no good. We both know we miss each other, and that's the saddest thing in life because we can't do anything about it.

Actually, I have more than just that to feel sad about. Like how the very own friend couldn't respect you. Well maybe, that friend sees it as a joke or maybe just some new fun things she discovered. But there are certain limits to everything. I can joke if you want me to, and I can also laugh along to your jokes but I can't just smile away when you were too much. Yes it bothers me, but I am someone who doesn't show my pains. You need to start to know the basic theory of respecting a friend, no matter how close we both grow up to be.

Anywayyyyy, my computer is down with virus and that's the reason why this blog is coming to a dead end. It's dying, I know. But trust me, I'll be back with all the raya pictures I've taken. Just hang on, okay.

And ummm, in case my other dear readers are wondering, I am doing pretty good here. Just that, I miss my boyfriend macam nak gila!
=)




ONE: SHE & HE

Dirah; twenty one.

I laugh as much as I breathe, and love as long as I live. Like the painter, I paint my life and add vibrant colours. Complete with beautiful frames, I hang them and let the whole world picture the story of my life.

I've made my momma proud by falling in love with a preetyboy; Fahn.

"For every love you give me, you take another piece of my pain."


TWO: STARS & SUN

25 July: Momma's Bdae!!!

THREE: TAG & GO



FOUR: BABES & LOVES

Adeq NirahLOVE Ailah AishaLOVE AllyLOVE AmaliaLOVE Basic Dee DeeanaLOVE Dalilah Didi Dirah Drubilee Eeqaz Efa Efni Emily Enn Evelyn FanaaLOVE Farah Nadya Farhan Farhana Fi Firah Fir FreshPoisonLOVE FylzahLOVE Gino Hafeezah Hajar HanisLOVE Ida Ideso Illa Intan Irah Kak Nanie 'KynLOVE 'Lil AyunLOVE LiPing Luke Lulu Lyana Mally Malyna Mizahh Nadera Nanz Neni Dayana Nina NinieeLOVE NurulLOVE PradaLOVE Saq SayuriLOVE Snazzie ShabLOVE Shafiyani Shahidah Shahirah ShashaDollLOVE ShashaLOVE Shaz Shidah Shif Shikin Siti Raudy Waany Yong Sheng yraJANE YuhteeLOVE Zac Zareeza


FIVE: DIG & SPLURGE

Affaires En Ligne
Beads Heaven
Cotton On
Cleo
Fayfey
Fox Fashion Summer
Forever21
Get Charmed!
Little Red Heels
Loosecloset
Moments de' Couture
Oh!Petita
Sundays Chamber
Threadless
WetSeal
YourStyle

SIX: SPOT & TRACE

79inch; where fashion is measured
Multiply
Friendster
The Old Blog

SEVEN: SAY & THANKS


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