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                   <div class=b2><div align="right"><font size="3px">Saturday 30 June 2007 ; <b><font color="ff3366">09:35</b></font><font face="Webdings">Y</font></font></table></div></div>
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                   <div style="clear:both;"></div><a href="http://i206.photobucket/"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i206.photobucket/" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb222/fasehahomar/TornPrincess006.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb222/fasehahomar/TornPrincess006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>WUHOOO!!!!!!~~~ TODAY IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!~~~ AND GUESS WART??! MY TEAM,MADRASAH AL-ARABIAH WON THE INTER-MADRASAH QUIZ AND ARABIC NEWSREADING COMPETITION OVERALL!!!~ IT WAS RILY RILY UNEXPECTED BECOZ OUR SCHOOL CAN BE CONSIDERED AN UNDER-DOG. ACTUALLY, WE DIDN'T EVEN EXPECT TO BE THE CHAMPION. FOR US,BEING IN THE TOP 3 IS ALREADY A GREAT ACHIEVEMENT. SO IT WAS RILY SHOCKING TO KNOW DAT WE GOT THE HIGHEST POINT AMONG THE OTHER TEAMS. AFTER THE QUIZ ROUND HAVE ENDED,IT WAS THE NEWSREADERS TURN TO PRESENT THEIR NEWS. AND IT JUZ HAPPEN TO BE ME WHO WILL BE THE 1ST PARTICIPANT TO PRESENT THE NEWS. I WAS LIKE KINDA SHAKING. IF U FEEL MY CHEEKS, ITZ LIKE AS IF I WAS TREMBLING IN FEAR. HAHA...BUT ALHAMDULILLAH I MANAGED TO READ WITHOUT ANY 'TECHNICAL PROBLEMS'..HAHA...BUT AS SOON AS I'M DONE, I DON'T EVEN HAVE THE CONFIDENCE OF WINNING OR BEING IN THE TOP 3 BCOZ I DON'T THINK DAT I'VE READ DAT WELL AND BCOZ I OVER THE TIME LIMIT OF 3 MINUTES........<br /><br />BUT THE MOMENT WEN WE WERE BEING ANNOUNCED AS THE 'OVERALL CHAMPION'..ALL OF US WAS LIKE "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!""...SHOUTING SO LOUDLY SEYYY!!! AND OUR 'MARHA-MARHA' CAN CAUSE THE WHOLE AUDITORIUM TO COLLAPSE!!~~HAHA...</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div><br>
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                   <div class=b2><div align="right"><font size="3px">Thursday 28 June 2007 ; <b><font color="ff3366">07:01</b></font><font face="Webdings">Y</font></font></table></div></div>
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                   <div style="clear:both;"></div>2 more days la seyy~~ getting nervous~ been practicing the text NON-STOP!!. on the day, there will be students from the other madrasahs as well. and confirm mesti ade bdk2 n ustaza2 lame skolah ma'arif ku. i gotta prove them dat i can do it~. and i gotta prove them dat i'm capable of these. i gotta 'clean' my name back. I'M NOT THE OLD FASEHAH. i've changed. ustazah-ustazah ku and adek-adek ku from al-ma'arif,,,juz wait and see me. so ppl out dere, dun forget to doakan me ok? pray dat i'll get the trophy..and get the title of the 'best newsreader'..amin..hee..tankiez!~<br /><br />btw,so far, wat happened todae eh?. hmm..as per normal,i went to school, not too early, not too late. but as soon as i reached school, i caught diz 'someone' looking at me. who else if not 'the guy in my school dat i mentioned'..hee. and during the line-ups, he was in the row infront of me on my far left. and again, i saw him *stealing glances* at me..haha..and also during recess!~ he sat face-to face wif me infront of my table..haha...so sweet la dier~ hee..but too bad, i was being called up by ustad ayhan wen i'm halfway eating..and AGAIN i saw him looking at me wen i left for the computer lab~ and wen i came out from the computer lab,I SAW HIM AGAIN LA SEYY!~ he was talking with one of the teachers. and after asar prayers, HE WAS STANDING INFRONT OF HIS CLASS WEN I'M ON MY WAY TO THE LADIES~~haha~ senang cakap..HE WAS EVERYWHERE!!~~ haha...HE'S JUST UNAVOIDABLE~~<br /><br />hmm..ok la ppl..datz all for today..gotta watch prison break la..btw tomorrow my school will be having a 'kutipan tabung hari jumaat'..so each and everyone of us will be posted to the MOSques all around singapore..so if u happen to spot and see me while doing your friday prayers,dun forget to say 'HYE' k..??~ and jgn luper derma lah skali..hee..<br />[besok jumpe dat 'someone' lagi la seyy!~haha]<div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div><p class="blogger-labels">Labels: <a rel='tag' href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/search/label/CAN%27T%20TAKE%20HIS%20EYES%20OFF%20ME%7E">CAN'T TAKE HIS EYES OFF ME~</a></p><br>
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                   <div class=b2><div align="right"><font size="3px">Wednesday 27 June 2007 ; <b><font color="ff3366">07:34</b></font><font face="Webdings">Y</font></font></table></div></div>
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                   <div style="clear:both;"></div><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;">3 more days to my competition. i've been kinda bz preparing and practicing the readings. i have already practiced the old sheet of sum compiled news in arabic. but juz nw, my ustad juz gave me a new fresh sheet of news. so juz imagine, the competition is juz 3 days from now. and the fresh news HAVE A LOT OF COMPLICATED WORDZ IN IT. it sounds like a 'tongue twister'!~. but the good thing abt it is dat a number of my classmates and my frenz will be dere to support me and see me in action. juz hope they will turn up on the day itself. and the worst thing is dat, the competition will be held so early in the morning at 8.30 am~~ like duhhh~so early seyy~gotta get my dad to send me dere.hopefully. but i heard dat my parentz MAY BE AWAY to batam for their seminar......hmmm........bt i juz hope my loved ones will be dere.........</span></strong><br /><p><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;">nutting much happened to me today. went to school (i was late..took a cab from toa payoh) , meet my frenz, my always loved classmates..and dat person....huahua...ok2...shud i blog abt diz??...haha...ok2..dere is diz sumone from my school who told me dat (he likes me??)..hee. PEOPLE~ stop asking and wondering~i'm gonna keep my mouth shut~*not telling*~so dun waste ur tyme~. eversince school re-opens, it feels weird wen i see him and wen he sees me. itz not like sparks and butterflies flies in the air, but itz juz like, sum kind of weird la..bcoz i've neva ever expected dat he wud like me??...i mean,all this while, once again, i'm gonna repeat this, "i've never ever expected".. so i'm all like "ouh ok" and "huh? serious??" wen he confessed to me... and lately i've been noticing dat weneva i'm around, he'll be like *stealing glances* at me...(tak tau la eh klw aku nie perasan ke ape....)..but hu noes, mebbe itz true..haha.. so,datz all for today..and i would like to end my post today with... </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;">*[ I SAW YOU TRYING TO HAVE A LOOK AT ME ]*</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;"></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;"> </p><br /><br /></span></strong><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div><p class="blogger-labels">Labels: <a rel='tag' href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/search/label/i%20have%20a%20*s.a.*">i have a *s.a.*</a></p><br>
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                   <div class=b2><div align="right"><font size="3px">Sunday 24 June 2007 ; <b><font color="ff3366">06:05</b></font><font face="Webdings">Y</font></font></table></div></div>
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                   <div style="clear:both;"></div><strong>huhu..juz came back from going out wif him. (rindu la ngan die psl da lame tak jumpe...hahahahah). we went to orchard straight from bro faisal's house bcoz we were invited to his 'majlis kesyukuran' for the birth of his new daughter (Nur Qistina) @ AMK. actually we've already planned 2 wear black together (it was his idea...). so, he wore a black top and beige bottom while i wore a black top wif white skirt...(touching kan??..hehe..). so much so dat we were like so called wanna grab back the title of ' COUPLE OF THE YEAR' from ustad amad n ciqin..huahua..</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>so we head down to orchard by train...(hmm..i miss going out wif him..). we went to do Our asar first at a surau at royal plaza hotel and we juz walk around at wheelock place and we went to EAT AGAIN at shaw plaza. we keep on disturbing n irritating each other (the reason dat i'm happy being wif him). there's once wen i jokingly 'interview' him..[ape perasaan anda jadi org tinggi??] and he answered the Question wif...[ape perasaan anda jadi org PENNDDEKK??]..TAK KE MELAMPAU NAME NYE TU??.. tros i merajokk la seyy..haha..and he try to pujok me wif his all tyme favourite (his tickling la whart else!!)..well actually mmg sengaje merajok psl mmg nak die pujok!!..heee....(i like the tickles la dear..hee..even wen i say 'takmulah!!' ). well aft dat we went to do our maghrib prayer at al-falah MOSque and aft dat he sent me home straight (i miss dat dear..). so, under the block 132 infront of the letter box area was where we parted. thanx dear 4 the outing and thanx 4 sending me home. and sorry if once u reached home, u get a 'few words' from ur mama. it is rily nice 2 be able 2 spend precious time wif u. i do care for u and i do syg u...but love? i'm juz afraid 2 say dat..... </strong></span><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div><p class="blogger-labels">Labels: <a rel='tag' href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/search/label/FasIrsya%20in%20BLACK">FasIrsya in BLACK</a></p><br>
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                   <div class=b2><div align="right"><font size="3px">Wednesday 20 June 2007 ; <b><font color="ff3366">07:45</b></font><font face="Webdings">Y</font></font></table></div></div>
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                   <div style="clear:both;"></div><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;">2dae is the first day of practice for my upcoming arabic news reading competition. so, i went 2 sch n reached dere at 2. everyone was already dere wen i reached. (biaselah,i'm alwayz late..huhu). i juz read up a few text dat my ustad ayhan already prepared 4 me. i guess itz not rily a tough load..all i have 2 do is juz read up n practice over and over again. but later on at the stage on the day itself, i'll be standing alone at the podium presenting my news..so imagine my nervousness and 'paiseyness'. so, aft a short brief thru and a few discussions, we were so hungry. so me, sharifah, mahirah, and rashida went to eat at KFC @ singapore post... i am about to start eating wen i received a msg from "irsya".....</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br />                   (  <span style="color:#6600cc;">"<strong>learning to let things go"..that's ur personal msg @ msn..i dun mind if u wanna let</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">                      things go in ur life,as u know we are not a couple (yet). and i still remember ur advice,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">                      but u stated it as a friend...so,its not an assume i guess that u really let everythings go</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">                      now....but if u wanna speak about if the feelings is still dere or not..i can't say abt</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">                      it anymore...maybe its fading away,maybe its still dere....but all i can say is may u </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">                      the best in ur luck..... )</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">i was in total *i dunno how 2 describe the feeling*...i lost interest wif the food infront of me..but i still eat though...i dun have much 2 say abt it...juz wana tell him diz, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong> <span style="color:#33ccff;">" i do feel lonely wen i'm not talking to him,even when i have my family and friends around. i do miss the times together with him. i do dream about him. i do think about him almost most of the time. if i cud, i do wanna see him. i do wanna tell him how much he means to me. i do care for him. i admit dat i do have the hope of being with him. and i do realise dat itz not the right time yet for us to be together. i do agree with him if being 'friends' for the mean time is the best choices around. sometimes, i do feel embarassed telling him about how i feels. and i do have the feelings for him...."</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">                      </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">                                       </span></strong><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div><p class="blogger-labels">Labels: <a rel='tag' href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/search/label/i%20do">i do</a></p><br>
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                   <div class=b2><div align="right"><font size="3px">Monday 11 June 2007 ; <b><font color="ff3366">08:28</b></font><font face="Webdings">Y</font></font></table></div></div>
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                   <div style="clear:both;"></div><span style="color:#66cccc;">it all begin with a happy start. i will always luff weneva u are around me. but do u know dat i dun rilly like you in the first place??.. lagi2 after we started 2 msg each other.. i was totally despised wif u.. aft u told me dat u like me.. i dun believe in u..i noe it took u some time to convince dat to me..</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;">tapi tuhan maha kuasa..he opened my heart and i started to like you aft our first date.. i find u gorgeous,gentle,sweet,funny,very entertaining,and very crappy too..and most importantly,pious.. simply said, tall, fair and gorgeous.. i noe you are blushing and grinning</span><span style="color:#000099;">, </span><span style="color:#66cccc;">Irsyarudin Shah Salleh. and do u noe dat i rily like ur name??..but too bad takde makne..only the "DIN" which means RELIGION..but if i'm not mistaken, SHAH means KING.. lagi lah awk tersenyom kambing ehh..hee..</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;">hmm..talking about our first date, i can still remember 14th march 2007, wateva happened on dat day. u asked me out. but it was juz a short outing but a memorable one. and becoz i like BOAT QUAY soo mucchh dat i'm neva jelak 2 go dere. u noe i love it dere kan?? and i can still remember ur response wen i look at ur g-shock watch.. u were all like " hp kite da same, den my watch is g-shock..urs is baby-g..." halfway u ckp, i menyampok... "ouh abey so kirekan u nak ckp ape nie??'' haha...touching la konon.. n ouh yess..i can still remember, wen u get ur face closer to my left side of my face..but den i distance it a bit.. and wen u put ur right arm on my left thigh... itz sweet la tapi i'm all like "eh die nie..ape seyy...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;">and irsyarudin shah, i gave u a lot of nickname ehh?? ur name sedap2 tapi i called u "panjang la galah la traffic light la giant la kambing la kappa la" hmm..ade lagi tak?? heez..and wen i called u kambing, u answer back "yer princess" haha...irsyarudin shah always make me luff..</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;">we were so close dat everyone thought dat we were together, and tak kurang jugak ade yg ingat dat i am his sister!!! haha..maybe bcoz of the differences in our heights!! haha.. we were not together la everyone..but itz juz dat we have feelings for each other, and dere is </span><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>LOVE </strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;">between us, but we chose not to be in a relationship bcoz based on the previous relationships dat we've been thru, we realised dat itz not the time yet..and the past love built is not based on love for Allah..we are humans afterall..we learn from our mistake..</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><p><br /></p><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;">well syg, everyone have their own past, everyone have their own black history..the same goes to you and the same goes to me. but dat is where we grow up from syg. we noe our mistake, we noe our sins, we noe wat we've done, so we learn from dere, and pray dat Allah will constantly open the babul-maghfirah for us to repent.. dun let the history haunts you. remeber dat Allah is dere to forgive you if you seek forgiveness from HIM..</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><p><br /></p><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;">i remember waking you up daily for ur subuh prayer. i wud call you so early in the morning juz to make sure dat u didn't overslept. but i noe, dere is a few occasion when u received my call, u juz ignored it aft hanging up the fone kann?? i noe dear... but juz wanna remind you, once u solat subuh early in the morning, the rest of the day will be filled wif barakah and rahmah from Allah. so don't complain if your life lately has been quite nonsense and miserable. so dear plz start waking up for subuh..i noe itz hard,but plz try.........</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;">i love it wen each tyme we go out or each tyme we meet, u will always send me home. regardless of how tired or how lazy you are. actually i dun even mind if u don't send me home. i understand. u can't send me home bcoz u have ur own reasons. i know. and under the block 133 infront of the letter box area is where we always parted and say gudbye and gudnyte and takecare. each tyme i passed by dat area aft returning from sch or aft returning from anywhere, the thought of you and the thought of us always cum to my mind....and at dat point of tyme, i began to miss you......</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;">ANG MO KIO and AMK HUB rily bring a lot of memories to me..i can simply say dat ang mo kio bring the both of us together. ang mo kio was your previous werkplace. and itz easy to find and look for stuffs dere..bcoz you are the C.S.O. dere..haha..yelah, being a customer service officer of coz lah u noe every single thing inside the shopping centre..i remember wen u complained to me dat people tend to ask the same question to you at the information counter..[ where is the NTUC??] HEEE....n ouh yesss...i know the answer!!!! itz [straight ahead down the escalator!!] kan irsya kann?? and i also remember..wen i waited for you for ur lunch break so dat we can have lunch together. and syg..remember wen i surprised you while you was werking..??? haha...i love dat surprised look on your face!!! and i'm so sorry for the chicken rice yg sejuk nak mampos tu...hahah...<span style="color:#00cccc;">but u still eat it rite?? coz i noe datz your favourite...!!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;">and i wanna say "thanx" dear for introducing and for persuading me to join yaQin.. i rily had a lot of funn being wif them. they were they wen i cried and they were dere wen i luffed a lot and they were dere to give me advices. it iz rily rily rily nice knowing them. i always look forward in seeing them...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;">dear, i love it wen each time we made fun of each other. i will luff at you. and u will luff at me. my happy moments was with you. bcoz you always make me happy. with ur noises with ur crapz with ur irritating burpz wif ur nonsense with ur tickles here and dere. and i love the long grinz on ur face..coz it displays ur kinda small teeth wif kinda big pink gumz..heeeeee......and i love my irsyarudin shah without his specs...coz he look damn *gorgeous and good looking* dat way...he's eyes are so mesmerising dat i dare not to look at him for a long minutes wen he stared at me... and i always get to hear his heartbeat weneva i'm close to him...his heart beats so wildly....so damn wildly...ahhhh i can't stop thinking abt irsyarudin shah....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;">and dear, i know and i can sense from every single movements or actions of urs. i can tell wen you are happy, i can tell wen you are sad, i can tell wen you are dissappointed, i can tell wen you are tired, i can tell wen you are hurt, i can tell wen you are  furious...i can tell irsya....i dunno where i got diz "ilmu" from....i guess itz juz natural......</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;">but too bad for me, all tingz will come to an end eventually...the same goes to fasehah and irsyarudin...we can't keep diz ting between us hanging juz like dat...we have our dreamz to achieve...we have other important stuffs to commit to...love can wait...i have to learn to let go of things or sumone dat i love...and if itz meant for me, it will return back.. so dere will be no more late night calls between us, no more him sending me home (which he have stopped doing it), no more wateva tingz dat we shared...juz no more anything....even though we are 'frenz' now, the feelings for him is still dere. my heart still beats wen he's around me. honestly, sumtimes, wen he's next to me, i feel like hugging him and kissing him...but NO! i cannot do that if i love him..coz i have to help him 2 endure all these 'obstacles' from Allah...HE juz wanna test our iman, to see if we are strong enuff to face all these bisikan syaitan...and at the same time i'm helping myself too...maybe Allah meet irsyarudin wif fasehah,juz to test the iman of HIS poor servants..........wateva it is, THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES, IRSYARUDIN SHAH SALLEH............</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div><p class="blogger-labels">Labels: <a rel='tag' href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/search/label/THANKS%20FOR%20THE%20MEMORIES">THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES</a></p><br>
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                   <div style="clear:both;"></div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">it all started in a day of march 2007. well actually, to be exact, itz 2005. irsyarudin shah adds fasehah to his contact list. but we only have chatted for like once,or maybe twice,or maybe thrice?? i have no idea. it happened so long ago. i only onlined to the msn like once or twice per month. becoz,in 2005,my computer started to crashed. and i don't have any computer since dat. so i lost contact wif sum ppl on my list. and earlier diz year, my parenz bought a new pc. sold up the old one to the karung guni man.</span></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>one night in march, someone wif the email add <a href="mailto:talqin07@hotmail.com">talqin07@hotmail.com</a> <span style="color:#000000;">pm me. saying assalamualaikum and such kind of greetings. i asked him who he is. itz rather weird bcoz he was already in my contact list during dat tyme. and what is more weird is dat i still remember his email add as in his contact have been in my list for already a long time. so we began to intro to each other more about ourselves. he's in the ite simei, aged 19, living in simei and currently working part time. and he asked me whether i'm single or attached. i choose not to answer. bcoz my r'ship was rocking at dat point of time. but he kept "pestering" me. so i asked him "does it matter if i'm attached?". he said "i'm an introvert, i dun wana cause sum disturbance..and let's say if i happened to asked u out, juz to make sure dat she's not sumone's else girlfriend..". so yar, i said dat i'm attached and told him dat my r'ship is on the rock, but i dun wana say why..</span></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>the next day (i think), he's online again..and we chatted, talked abt stuffs, talked abt football la ape la..bcoz on the same night,there's a match between (hmm..who n who eh?? i can't remember)..so i said i like michael ballack n such..and den i saw dat he got a webcam so i invited him..huahua..i was bored at dat time and juz wana play around. but den he kept cancelling it off, and i kept inviting him and started to get so called "agitated" and i asked 'why" and he said "i can let you view my webcam,but on one condition, tell me more about why u said dat ur r'ship is on the rock?".. so i told him abt the reasons..and i told him dat i've never liked my guy before, and i dunno how the r'ship wif my guy can lasted for 9 mths plus. and den aft telling him my story, he let me view his webcam..haha..at last..and i spotted his hair so neat, so i joked wif him "bang tadi pegy set rambot kerr??" and he replied "no lah..i juz came back from werk". haha. notty me. sumhow later i excused myslf saying dat i need 2 sleep bcoz i have a flagday tomorrow. so, we exchanged number (i tink so). and i'm off to bed, but i kept getting msg from m1 showing me dat "sorry u cannot receive incoming calls because u have insufficient value in ur card". it happened for a few times, but becoz i was too sleepy, i juz doze off.........</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>the next morning, i went to causeway point to meet my frenz dere for our flag day. so i topped up my hp and the next thing i knew, i got a call from <span style="color:#ff6600;">nine-three-four-five blah blah blah blah</span><span style="color:#000000;">..it'z from irsyarudin...hekhek..i asked him if he did called me a few tymez last nite and he said yes, later i said "awk..nanti klw apape,kiter msg awk k?". a few minutez aft dat, he msged me, i can still remember his msg> "are u using prepaid?" i replied "yess..y?". he replied "nothing..juz asking..actually me too.." i replied " ouh ok..i'm using m1..hmm..tak keje ke nari??" he replied "i'm otw to werk..so u are having ur flag day eh??" i replied "yeah..mcm mlz ah..rite nw at wudlandz cozway point..btw u keje ane ah?" he replied " i werk at ang mo kio..kat shopping centre yg baru tu" i replied "ouh da bukak eh?..u keje ape? ntuc eh?" he replied "yerla yg ade ntuc tu..tapi bukan ntuc..same building jugak.." and i neva replied again aft dat, bcoz it was juz so boringgg..haha. i was all like "nak bilang, bilang la..tak payah la nak kasi hint2..mlz aku nak teka..mcm la shopping centre tu die yang punyer sampai malu n segan sgt nak bilang die keje ape.." hahah..i noe i was mean..</span></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>done wif the day..so night turns up, i online again, saw him online too, he pm me, and we chatted..aft dat he called me on the fone..and we talked for long hours..the thing is, he called me using his hp, and he's using prepaid, so i kept reminding him, but den he said, "nahh itz ok.." n i joked him "it caused you like one week of ur pay" ...... i tink he still remember diz line.........</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>the day aft,i broke off wif my guy..finally, i was free from a r'ship dat wasn't built on like n love (from my side)....and during the nyte,i talked wif irsya, but i didn't told him dat i've already broke up wif my guy. aft a while,he kept saying to me dat he dun wana be the 3rd party bcoz he dun wana feel hurt in the end. i think i can already guess wat he means. maybe he is trying to say dat he likes me or wateva. ok so i told him dat itz already over between me n my guy. if i'm not wrong,dat was wen he told me dat he likes me..</strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>the next morning, i got a msg from him, but i dun rily remember wat it was but i only remember the last part "tapi klw ade jodoh,insya-allah..hehheehehehhe..." i was all like "wat the?/". ah yerla..mcm la aku pcaye.. and i also was like "eee die nie merepek seyy..aku baru je kenal die brape hari..da bbl mcm gini..mcm gini ke aku nak pcyae lelaki??" . i deleted his msg staightaway!!. to be honest,i dun trust guyz. wateva they say.</strong></span><br /><strong></strong><br /><div align="justify"><strong>den,sum day aft dat,<span style="color:#ff0000;">on 14th of march,</span>he wana meet me,so yar,i said ok. since he finished werk at 6,we decided to meet like aft 6 gitu, aft a gurlz day out at town. so, we decided to meet at orchard mrt station. so i waited 4 him at the staircase infront of the popular bookstore. sum 10 minz aft dat,he arrived, i was all like "ehh cepatnyer??!!""...lepas da brape steps naek tangge tu, baru la perasan, i was rily in TOTAL SHOCK!!! becoz..he's SOOOO TALLL!! DAMN TALL!! i was sumwhere at his shoulder..imagine me walking beside him all the way at orchard..i wass sooo paiseyyy...wen i talked to him,i didn't even look at him..soo paisey jalan sebelah die..i sumhow have diz feeling dat ppl were staring at us...hahaha...we walked straight to al-falah MOSque to pray. aft dat,i "complained" to him dat i have blister on my both feet. so we walked from the MOSque to Centrepoint. i remember him being "gatal". he hold my hands while i was walking slowly, but i let go of it. hekhek. found a GUARDIAN and looked for plaster. he wanted to pay for me, but i said nO. so, he pakai kan me the plaster at diz sumwhere ard the lift area. aft dat, we watched a performance by a "bald but hot guy" who is playing wif fire while doing capoeira. aft dat,we trained to raffles place and he went straight to maulana MOSque to pray 4 maghrib..i waited for him..and den, tau-tau jek i got a a shock from behind..irsya "bahhhhhh" me while gripping my shoulder..naseb baek la hp ku tak jatuh masok singapore river..hahah..aft da dudok2 tu..he sent me home naek train..while in the train, he tickles me here n dere..i was so geli.. and at the same time, dalam hatiku berkata "ya allah..die nie..geletek2 aku..tak sopan btol la org depan sume nmpak...org depan melayu lagi.." so i said "awk..takmu lah.." da sampai yishun,walked all the towardz blk 133..aft saying gudbye n gudnyte, he put his hand to my face, mcm pegang my cheek so affectionately..so we parted aft dat. aft i a few minutes reached home, he msged me to ask if i can call him, i replied "hey gorgeous,can i like refresh myself first, n den aft dat i call u" he replied.."sure2..take ur time,beautiful" awwww...heee...so aft dat i called him..aft putting down the fone,he msged me sumting..i stil have dat msg wif me.. <span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;">" i just sent someone who i treasure back home. i am actaully not hoping too much on her coz i noe dat she might dissappint me. but our first was interesting. i don't know if she believe love at first sight, but i do..."</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">so i replied, </span><span style="color:#cc66cc;">" honestly irsya, i do like you, i do like the way u look, i do like the way you treat me. but i blum lagi quite noe who you are. and itz still damn too early to have any assuarance..."</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">so....dat was how irsyarudin and fasehah get to know each other..itz a long story, i know. tanx for reading. and tanx for ur patience. will tell u more in my next post..</span></strong></div><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div><p class="blogger-labels">Labels: <a rel='tag' href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/search/label/fasehah%20and%20irsyarudin">fasehah and irsyarudin</a></p><br>
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                   <div class=b2><div align="right"><font size="3px">Sunday 10 June 2007 ; <b><font color="ff3366">03:43</b></font><font face="Webdings">Y</font></font></table></div></div>
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                   <div style="clear:both;"></div>i juz came back from the camp organized by college east muslim students network n co-operated by the yaqins.. ok,itz his "H.I.T.S. challenge"...can be so-called fun..even wif the VERY small number of participants..we managed to pull thru..and at dat point of tyme,i'm not in gud termz wif irsya..so he was around during the camp..but i didnt even talked to him or layan him..i juz have diz "heck care" attitude..itz all becoz of wat had happened to us a few days back.. i can see dat he was trying 2 steal glances and look at me from far..or weneva i was not in sight,he will start to like look around..itz rily rily rily hard seeing him walking around me,talking to other people..haiz..FYI,i actually cried for like twice becoz of him n bcoz of diz throughout the camp..but wat i juz can't simply 4get was wen i gave him back his mmc card reader without even looking at him..and he was like "takpe,u take it.."  and i juz like geleng my kpale.. and den like few minutes aft dat,wen i wanna take out my bag,i saw the mmc card reader already inside..i was like "haiz....wen will diz end.." and i saw him looking so stressful..i felt pity and i juz feel like comforting him n hugging him..but dat is na'uzubillah..i mean the hugging part. aft our camp ended,sum of us helped out abg adi wif the photoshop workshop..and he was dere..but he juz lied down on the floor..wif the tired look on his face..and i was like "ya-allah kesiannyer die.." so,yar,allah moved n softens my heart to go n be nice to him..so i started off wif sharing wif him my pepsi drink,and ask him if he his ok..and he said dat he's juz hungry..so i go n bought him his all time favourite chicken rice..and aft he finished his meal,we went to raffles place city hall..and went to diz sum spot below the escalator at esplanade..and we slept..huahua..aft dat,we went our separate ways..but i rily can't forget the sentence dat he said <span style="color:#000099;">"ok i go simei tau..u take care..apape jumpe je kat mesjid..or u can juz msg me..assalamulaikum" </span><span style="color:#000000;">....and i was all like "only allah noes how i felt at dat point of time"...i didn't have the strenght to jawab balik his salam...and i almost cried heavily wen i was already in the train..</span><span style="color:#cc0000;">but i juz wanted him to noe, even if he can't,even if he don't,i will still love him...diz feelings is ikhlas for him..insya-allah..but only time will tell...</span><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div><p class="blogger-labels">Labels: <a rel='tag' href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/search/label/irsya">irsya</a></p><br>
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                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/04/"> April 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/05/"> May 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/06/"> June 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/07/"> July 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/08/"> August 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/09/"> September 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/10/"> October 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/11/"> November 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2007/12/"> December 2007</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/01/"> January 2008</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/02/"> February 2008</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/03/"> March 2008</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/04/"> April 2008</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/05/"> May 2008</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/06/"> June 2008</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/07/"> July 2008</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/08/"> August 2008</a><BR>
                   
                   <a href="http://mochamuackz.blogspot.com/2008/09/"> September 2008</a><BR>
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                   Fasehah Omar<BR>
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             <a href="http://whosmrq.blogspot.com/">Qhairul a.k.a. MR Q. <BR>

             <a href="http://khalifah-hambadhaif.blogspot.com/">KhaLif Alip <BR>

             <a href="http://www.shyda-herhistory.blogspot.com/">ShyDa <BR>

             <a href="http://nueramal.blogspot.com/">NuerAmaL <BR>

             <a href="http://oldskulz2004.blogspot.com/">Nasiruddin <BR>

             <a href="http://www.pissme-off.blogspot.com/">Hajaaa <BR>

             <a href="http://zullionheart.blogspot.com/">Zuhaily <BR>

             <a href="http://secebis-rahsia.blogspot.com/">sYIQin <BR>

             <a href="http://www.nurr-syahfyqahh.blogspot.com/">Shahfyqahh <BR>

             <a href="http://pink-freako-diaries.blogspot.com/">Fathini <BR>

             <a href="http://www.black-addiction-diaries.blogspot.com/">Fatimah 1A <BR>

             <a href="http://www.razanah-sweetie.blogspot.com/">Razanah <BR>

             <a href="http://www.proeliator-equitas.blogspot.com/">Haniff <BR>

             <a href="http://www.the-blackblood.blogspot.com/">Hambali <BR>

             <a href="http://lebaimat.blogspot.com/">Bro Adi <BR>

             <a href="http://www.lonely-ctkynn.blogspot.com/">Sakinah <BR>
             
             <a href="http://silent-sentimentz.blogspot.com/">Hayati <BR>

             <a href="http://www.thedriftqueen.blogspot.com/">Nadrah <BR>

             <a href="http://deedyyhusniah.blogspot.com/">Diyanah <BR>

             <a href="http://puterimerajuk.blogspot.com/">Sis Aina <BR> <BR>
 
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