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Profile Azreen Johari Create your badge Tagboard Others Reen Kak Wati Kak Yati Qamarya Fairuz Shiqin Syaz Sophian Etty Salena Rachel Liya Faryza Sarah Erma Shila Jamilah Hidayah Ain Hasri Aini Sophiani Qayyum Nissa Zulaiha Archives Memories November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 March 2010 "> Credits ©Glamouresque.	Saturday, 21 April 2007 Please, I'm holding on 1st week of sch just ended, weekends are here and I dont seem to have anything to do. Yes, I'm working on Sunday, which makes me think that tomorrow I'm going to slack at home but hell no, I have to come for work =( Lessons for this term are boring. I always thought of skipping some lessons, but no, I didnt do that. Almost every lessons the lecturers are reminding the class about how important our attendance for each lesson are. Some of the lecturers also make a percentage of the attendance as example to scare the hell out of us if we were to skip a lesson or two. And, as a monitress in the class, I cant even think to cabot, and I cant imagine me skipping a lesson and get a mouthful of people talking about my image as a monitress. You get what I mean? =) Ok good. As for today, I woke up, do the usual and ofcourse internet.Until now, I didnt know whats the purpose of me going online, staring at people's pictures and bloghopping like mad. I need to meet my spree organizer to collect the top that I had ordered from Wetseal at Novena mrt station at 3pm today. Also, drag myself to Bugis, Kampong Glam after that for some shopping with my mum. Dont think we are shopping at Topshop or what lah. We are going to shop for some Hari Raya's kain to make it into pretty,gorgeous baju kurong. Heh. I still didnt know what colour I want for this year. White can? I dont wish to expose whatever thinking thats been haunting me till I can only sleep late at night, turning morning. Nevermind, you dont understand what I am talking about. But I hope to have a meetup with someone whom I really know, know too well, for me to burst out laughing at first and end up crying in the end when I told that someone my part of haunting stories. Dont worry, it wont be a ghost story. I feel I had blog enough. I feel much more better, yet still abit crushed.
By your truly, Nur Azreen