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Hello.Liyana binte Abdul Samad.Temasek Poly.18 years young.15 Aug 1990.<3


What say you?







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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.

Monday, April 02, 2007

im tired.
just got back from SCH abt an hour ago.with the band...
marlina cried again.i feel so sad...
& yes i AM worried.
& to heman my friend:dont stress yourself up too much buddy.i know you wouldnt want a bronze.who would??just do your best on 110407 okay?much love(:
work hard crestwinds.
after sacrificing your holidays,staying back late every tuesdays & fridays,working yourselves to the bone at night during band camp,im 100% sure you guys would want it all to be paid off.with at least a SILVER.
honestly,just now was bad.you guys sounded a mess.
but i understand that all of you had a long day at sch.
i hope i've been helpful & supportive.not just a familiar face appearing every band pract.
c'mon guys!the teachers believe in you,I believe in you,marlina believes in you,mr goh believes in you & many others who have been very supportive.
i cant stress this more but just TRY YOUR VERY BEST & HOPEFULLY EVERYTHING WILL FALL INTO PLACE.
i wanna see smiles when you guys come back after the results,regardless of the outcome.
because all that matters is for every single one of you to put in the extra effort.
smile okay?(:

now for the other part of this entry...

i've tried.
i've tried so hard to distract myself.
to direct my attention towards something else.
& to stop thinking about it.
to stop wondering...to stop searching for answers.
i've kept myself really busy for the past month or so.
i thought it would at least help.
i thought.
i've poured everything out,penned them down.
& you've read all of it.
i've cried a few tears...
maybe this is what Allah has been trying to tell me.
maybe THIS is what's meant to be.
maybe i shouldnt have.
maybe i should.
or maybe...just maybe...
i should've listened to ____.
astaghfirullah...
no point crying over spilt milk.

Ya Allah, i pray for guidance & strength to get through this.
amin.

anyway,im famished but it's aready late at night.
looks like i have to tahan till tomorrow to eat.
heh.

oh one more thing.
just a gentle reminder...
pls do tag if you've read or dropped by okay?
thanks(:

till the cows come home...