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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.

25 December 2008 | 3:01:00 AM
All I want for Christmas is You

It's Christmas morning. And you know what, my Christmas wish didn't come true... Guess I was foolish enough to wait. This is like the Santa on top of my Christmas log cake.

I hate going to funerals. It makes me depressingly emotional and for a guy my age, it doesn't do well for my body system. Really, I'm not joking. A dad's friend and mentor passed away yesterday morning. He had to undergo post-mortem and will only be buried today. I told Dad that I didn't want to follow him to the funeral service because I wouldn't want to embarass myself. I know, I'm such a weeny. But I really can't stand deaths. No way. If anyone close to me were to die, I think I'm going to be such a wreck. My life will go topsy-turvy. God have mercy on me.

On a brighter note, I've won the Edusave awards after so many years. The last time I got it was in Primary 3! I've been wishing for one to come by soon. Hey, I'm top 25% in the school yaww! Hahaha. Okay, nothing to brag about. It's YJC with its awesome results. Tsk.

I think I'm going to cry when I get PW and Malay results back in March. That is like the tradition. Hehe :)

Oh well, Merry Christmas boys and girls!