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Syahrul Naem Bin Jailani
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Aspiring Architect/Fashion Designer
I just want to make my parents proud, that's all.

14 June 2008 | 12:33:00 PM
Be A Star

I miss my parents :(
They've been away since last Thursday with my younger siblings to Malaysia.
And I'm at home with the two kitties and my elder brother.

But it's usually me and the two irritating felines.
I need moolahs like badly.
I was thinking of opening a blog shop.
But true to what Nizam said, I don't have anything nice to sell.
Tsk, unless I sell myself :X


Ooookay. Right.
Anyway, mugging has been painful.
I think I'm going to fail my first BTs.
When I tried the questions from other top JCs, I can tell you I nearly shaved my hair.

You know, I just woke up actually.
Yes, at 12plus on a Saturday.
I slept at 2am this morning for god-knows-what reasons.

Talking about God, I think I'm being a bad muslim.
It's such a saddening fact to me and a disappointment to my parents especially.
I pray but it's not everyday ):


I realised I've got a lot of confessions.
(Okay, this must be very cliche.)
It's because Virgins (read: Virgo) suppressed their feelings.
So when they do let it out, it becomes confessions.
I'm a very confessional person.
Ay, sounds quite professional.


Tsk, this is one of the rarest posts you can read by yours truly.
It's so happy and cheerful amidst the emo posts I always put.
I think because at this point of time, I don't wish to care anymore.
God gave me a lot of these obstacles because God knows I'm a strong person.
Whatever life challenges that had been thrown to me, I've overcame it.
And I will never forget God.
(Thanks Nizam for that.)

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