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happy birthday uncle rizal!
Sunday, May 31, 2009


so i had a very tiring day today. went to madrasah with zirah at first to have my exam which was very easy actually. then went to meet kak jai and kak mel and kak shida at bugis to eat at arab street. then to the asian civilisation museum which had manymany people. zirah and i went to meet ucuwan and went shopping then went off to celebrate uncle rizal's birthday.then went to neneks to see sara falise who apparently is very anti-social. so decided to go home.

did some thinking in the bus today. i thought of his face when i saw him going up the flight of stairs as i was going down. the fact that he had spoken to me was already a blessing. i could still remember how my face turned red, my body turned cold, and i had goosebumps all over my body the moment i saw him at the gate, having light shined upon him as i took a few steps down the dark stairway. i didnt know what to think and what to say. i didnt know if keeping silent was the ight thing to do. i didnt know if whatever i was about to answer was going to embarass me or not. Is texted me. i cant do this anymore. im sorry Is. it just doesnt seem right. everytime i try to move on, God sends me a sign to stop. i dont know what to do anymore. i keep crying.

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