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Friday, April 01, 2005
7:54 PM

Arnd 640 a.m, was standing near the phone and waiting for it to ring. But eventually it didn't ring so instead of waiting for Suliza to call, I tried to call her - but can't get through. So, I called farah, no response. Just a sec later, the phone rang and finally Suliza informed that she's about to go out. It was arnd 645 I guess.

We ( Fauzani, Ummu and I ) waited for pakcik, and when my shows arnd 7.05 am, we finally caught sight of the van. Yeah, we're late. Hmmm.... We were nervous of course. I tried to relax coz no matter what it is, we're still late. So, face it. Our names gonna get ticked on 'that' book.

We reached school at 7.25 a.m and pupils was just about to finished reciting the whole morning prayer. Ooopps! You guys are late, so... Sorry, stand outside. So, we did. We stood outside the school for approximately 40 mins?? Fooooh.... That's quite bad... Early friday morning, we didn't get the chance to recite yaasin together with the others, instead we were to stand outside our school with cars passing by and ppl too, who some may be wondering - whassup?? *shrug*

K, my legs were getting tired and so is my back ( my bag was on my shoulder for 40mins and I have my own probs). But, I thought, it's ok... We need to be punished for being late (thought initially it wasn't our fault... ). To me, I can accept the punishment.

When we finally got to step into the school... There goes the "heart-tearing" part.... Wow... WOW! Standing there, I was trying my best to calm myself down, to accept 'it' and to "redha"... Yeah, we're at fault for coming late, especially we are supposed to show good examples to the juniors... But.... Hmm... It's the first offence... haiz... Maybe, this is just how life is... Specifically, how a preu life is... Huh?? To my frens who cried, it's really bad to get a harsh scolding early in the morning and later things just weren't getting any better... I pity u guyz, but psl hal td pagi.. hmm... to me, let's not hold any grudges...

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Its a mix of her life, her personal thoughts
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The Optimist Wannabe

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Khairunnisaa Abd Rahim
Most know her as Khai, some as Nisaa
Still pursuing her studies


A lady in the never ending process of
upgrading and improving herself.
She's always looking for new experience.
She loves beach and thrills.
And she hopes she can contribute to the Muslim society

And and, SHE HAS DREAMS AND HOPES =)


Some of her favorite quotes

x. " Yesterday is an experience, today is a gift, tomorrow is the future. "

x. " Pandangan Allah meluas, pandangan manusia terbatas."

x. " Things turn out best for people who make the best of how things turned out to be "

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