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the not-so-anonymous moi

Shafienas Salleh - 18 on going 19.
I believe that a girl can dream any dream she wants.

Laugh. Dance. Love.
That one day will come.

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adieu to you too

aminah
fatimah
fazari
haikal
haniffa
hazel
jannah
munirah
musfirah
raidah
safiah
wida


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Sunday, December 21, 2008
yes, i've known
9:10:00 PM

okay so how long was it since i've blogged? can't remember too, but whattheheck. i was either too busy sleeping or going out.

i'm getting really nervous now that i know my assignments - actually just geography - are still not done yet. like seriously, when am i really going to start? you can't blame me, i've been too busy tempting myself will all this cheap sales going around. it's seriously everywhere. well at least, everywhere i know. but no, i do not have any money, like i'm really spelling broke here. i need to get that tattooed on my forehead so people will chase me out of their shops so i won't buy anything in the end. okay, no point in moving on here.

so anyways, this week has been practically busy with the MWH CIP. this is the one CIP i think i had benefited a lot more than i expected since God-knows-when. it really does. i went in there thinking that this is just another CIP that i need to do to get my hours. but at the end of the first day, i found myself wanting to go there every session, even when i'm actually lazy. these people really make me wake up. they may seem like your usual macam-paham kind of mat, but they're really really really nice.

even though we started out with awkward silences and sarcastic laughs, we got along more after every session. i learn more about them and seriously, they touched me with their stories. oh yes, innocent faces do lie, but it's the fact that they want to change. if i were to go around asking, i think most of them would not want to share their experiences. they'd be willing to tell quietly, but not to the world. one thing that they do want the world to know is that they really really do want to change. they don't want people to think that just because they've entered here, doesn't mean they'd still be the same when they get out. oh no, i trust them.

sometimes when they'd confess to the things that they do, i was shocked. maybe more than that, just by looking at their faces. but i think it must take some great courage to admit your mistakes and tell it to some stranger you know just days ago. the kind courage that is really rare nowadays. the last time i met someone like this, i fell in love with him.

moving on, after today's session, i went out with nadirah and fazari first. nadirah had to pick up some stuff somewhere. just wrapping things up since i'm in no mood to explain stuff, there was the interrogation session, the what-happened-to-your-shades moment and oh the we-can't-find-the-mrt time.

after that, fazari and i went ahead to meet up with diyanah who was already waiting for us and then haniffa cam and finally joined by haikal. this was supposed to be a diyanah-shafienas-went-out kind of meeting but then somehow it became a reunion. of course, by nature we laughed and joked and cam-whored and oh bitched along the way. i wasn't in the mood to lepak, but then i didn't want to waste the time spent with them. or at least i didn't want them to think that i wasn't enjoying time. the cramps was seriously a bitch! so along the way there was also the wave-to-the-tourists time, the let-me-tell-you-about-shafienas'-shades (which is so tak perlu paham ak?), the get-off-the-pot moment and oh the gone-shopping-without-money kind of thing.

i bought this bag with Japanese words on it. i don't know why but they just appeal to me. and i am so buying another bag, the shirt, the shoes, the earrings, the blouse, the hat, the scarf, the ring, the liquid eyeliner, the jeans, the hoodie. and and and oh the OMFG nice vest.

to mom: marry me off to a billionaire so i can cheat him off his money, okay?


the day could have been more lively and enjoyable and oh-so-crazy-all-the-way, other that my sudden giler-giler-dah-hilang-akal-sod moments, if it's not for my irritating cramps. it's like i needed to sit, but i have to continue walking to forget the pain. exactly, whattheheck. nah, no picture sot day. it must be the damn laziness. yes, the same laziness why i've yet to do my assignments. (uurrrrggghh i'm so not ready for school.)

okay, that's it for the this-is-my-day post. but oh no, i've yet to sign off. i just need to say this shit. i can't really explain what this is, so just bear with me okay you darling human. if not, you may leave when you're done. i don't need you to go on. really.

i seriously don't know -
what is it about you
why is it i let you to
when is it this happened
where is it i went wrong
how is it you do this thing

you just impress me and then
make me loathe you even more.

i'm just tired.
i'm too weak already.
i'm going to sleep right now,
wake me up when you've come back.

(enter my name here)

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