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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Perfect surprise & Prolific fucker (III)

I was so close to having my system breaking down from anxiety.

And as I was jogging around the neighbourhood, as I was getting ready for my second lap, I received this text message:

MOE: Congrats NURDIANA BTE HASIM, you are posted to TEMASEK POLY, LAW & MANAGEMENT (T09) under 2008 JAE.

Lol, who am i kidding- breaking down? I leapt for joy, I could feel my lips curving into a genuinely sickeningly saccharine-ly wide smile in the middle of the streets, in the swarm of people rushing for time, rushing to work, rather! I couldn't care less about the lot, muahaha. Pretty excited to get myself back on track again (note to self: two months left till i officially get enrolled!). Hopefully, it'll give me a new lease on life. Perfect!

P.S: I realize I have such nice friends, plus such awesome bitches. Thanks a lot for the well-wishings, guys. Totally appreciate them all :)
P.P.S: 2nd lap of jogging to be continued tmr.

. . .




Family's the shit, yo. I'll always love you all no matter how you people can wonderfully transform the serenity in the house into a noisy market. Heeeeeeeeeeehe. (are you okay, diana, no?) Goodness, I miss the cousins! dfjsfhkjfh

. . .

She tossed and turned for what seemed like a zillionth time, but hell, her eyes still refused to shut off. She couldn't stop recollecting the strangest things that happened of late. Yes, it was truly indeniable that she was over the top at the fact that the leeway between them sort of abridged ever since the horror took charge. But, it was rather a cold, oddly pretentious abridger (albeit the friendly tone), she'd rather say. Why the sudden change of behaviour? Ironic circumstances never failed to meddle her disposition, indeed he really made her totally confused.

What is his definition of ambiguous, she really wonder. Ya sure, he's the only one to rule her world, he's the one to make a take, to have the final say in their amorous relationship, the one that could dispose her off fast & then the next day, asked for another chance again, only to simultaneously call it off come a few days later.

But that was what he thought. He was the man of her life, was the man of her life indeed. For lord's sake, she couldn't imagine what's worst: having to get fresh with a fickle-brained boyfriend & risked adjusting herself to halfway-made decisions in future or mourning miserably at the span of perhaps a decade over 'this unrequited love'. Damn! Only now could she justify the amount of respect that's been given to her. Rather dispensable was she, after refering to the abovementioned paragraph? What shameful fact. A truly dillemic situation, you could've witnessed here. Tsk

This ironic behaviour of his had made her indulge into a silent flicker of hope. Only to realize that she'd totally tightly be slammed with humiliation, morbid rejection & of course, disappointment (however how much she yearned for reincarnation of histoire). Without any pinch of doubt.

Lesson learnt #1: In the subject of love, never, ever involve a female with the opposite-specied homosapiens of the highest-degree in fickle-mindedness.

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Diana H.
Jan 8, 1990

xo,