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I’m writing this just to fill my time waiting for Sharjeel’s call…It’s been quite some time we haven’t chat since he’s back in Pakistan….the rate is extremely high that I can only meet the expense of a 2 minute call every time I buzz him….hhm…but it’s okay…I value that....hearing him say ‘hello’ and ‘how are you’ is more than enough for me….
Hhhmm…dissertation is…all right…insyAllah….currently my main duty is to distribute the questionnaires..there’s 250 of em…not much actually for a sample, but tremendously a lot for me to hand them out all alone…I wish Sharjeel or somebody was here to help me…haaa….
Money…is awfully dry…I think I’ve been doing too much shopping this month coz of the heavenly great sale…and you know whaaattt? I just got an sms from Topshop that their end season sale is starting todaaaaaayyy….my bad, I went nuts the last few weeks that I can’t even afford an accessory anymore now….geez…what’s wrong with me…seems like I’m having this mental illness on spending moneyyy….I really gotta stop this habit…not good, Diana….not good…
Btw I’ve been browsing some of my friends’ friendster account and blog…feels so nice to read about people and know about them more….then it came up to my mind….hhm…I don’t have a lot of close friends…all I do is just know them from a distance...but I never try to get closer….well, I am friendly….trust me…and I never think negative about people…but to be really good friends, I’m a bit selective I must say…
As I grow up, I realize that it’s not the number of friends you have..it’s not about having the longest list of contacts that shows how popular you are…and yeah, it’s not about bumping into every person and talk with them since like everyone’s your friend…well that’s okay actually, but at the end, that’s just for the sake of being nice…deep down inside, best friends are hard to find….
I treasure my friends…for me, friends are worth to die for, well, in an extreme case….I don’t single out friends from their backgrounds though, but I do choose them according to their kindheartedness…their thoughtfulness...lol….believe me, I can tell who’s truly kind at heart or just faking their smiles from the moment I shake hands with them….I’m not saying that those who are not my close friends are mean or like bad in nature…it’s hard to explain…guess I’ll just keep it to myself hehehehhe…
Tomorrow I’m planning to cut my bangs!! Yeah!! Hehehhe…hope it turns out fine…I’m just fed up of having my bold fringes…they make me way much younger than I actually am…I do enjoy being thought as a high school student huehehheh…but I just wish for a more feminine hair style…want to grow it a bit more longer…oh yeah, my bangs….gonna make em sideways…yeehaaa…what happened to meeeee??? My oh my…I wasn’t like this before….you know, I was such a tomboy…I really really hate it when I look girly… I used to say..eww…that’s so like a girl…muahahahha…..I didn’t care about my pimples…never shave my legs…thought that shorts+loose shirts+converse were the coolest fashion ever hehehehe…and you wouldn’t see any skirts hangin inside my cupboard…hoah….I used to like black black and black…just thought they give me more of a ‘strong look’ and boyish hehhhe…and about my hair? Haahahhaha…I could roll out laughing thinking about my hair back then (not that I don’t laugh about it now hehehehe)…well, I never paid any attention to the shampoos I was using..as long as I washed my hair that wud be fine …then instead of brushing my hair neatly before I leave…I just tie em up and oohyeaah I’m ready to go hihihi… The only thing I liked to do which till now I still carry out is to hair-experiment. It’s just that the experiments back then were more of the eyebrow-raising ones hhehhe… I used to make braids…used to braid a lot…don’t imagine the sweet front to back pony tail braids …no no not those…my braids were done diagonally..or zig zag…or from left to right…or just a braid on one side…hahahah…those times were funny…then I used to dye my hair a lot!! My friends kept on telling me that it’s not healthy for my hair…it would damage the cuticles and cause split ends…but I didn’t care…I pity myself now for being so weird hehhehe….I changed my hair-color plenty of times… blue black….burgundy….blonde…. gold….dark red…red…brown… pink.…purple…orange….hehhehe…I think those moments are enough….time for me to fix up all my future assets hehhehe….gotta take care of my hair now…get rid of my pimples…eat and gym till I’m really fit and toned…shave those excessive hair huehehhe….feed my skin with some nice body lotions….and most importantly…act like a lady!! Ehhehe….
Where are you, Sharjeeeeeeeeeeeeelll? You said you were gonna call me…I’m sleepy already…I think I’ll just try to call you instead….bye bloggie….sorry for blabbing so much…
I was doing the shopping with Hans, one of my best friends from
I tried on the pants….and he said..”Oh my God…you look like…I dunno…”…okay, that was an unhelpful answer….so I then tried the jacket on…”Muahahhaha…you look like those bikers…not the good ones though…the tukang ojek ones….” (those who don’t know what tukang ojek is…well, too bad, not gonna tell ya! ;p)
Grrr…..okay I got that..they suck on me…but he said that he was just joking..they looked good…extreme but….good….I kept on looking at myself on the mirror…haaa..which one should I buy…well I can actually run to the nearest ATM and take some money out to buy both of them…but the shadows of the evil Sharjeel kept on haunting me saying “Noooooooo shooopppppiiiingggggggg!” huehehhehehhe… okay Sharjeel, I heard that hihihihi….
Since I was taking soooo long in the shop…even the security guard helped me…she was a lady…and she said “You look pretty in the jacket”….hihihi… thank you Madam…that was very nice of you….
Well, thanks to the lady guard….I made the decision….it was the jacket!!! Yeehaaa!!
Here I am wearing it on….maybe I do look like one of those bikers…but hell yeah…I don’t care!! I’m a rock star!!! Hehhehehehhehe……
I’m sorry…sorry for saying that everything will be alright… I’m sorry…:’(
May his memories and endless love remain alive inside our hearts….
Please smile my dear…
I know he’s also smiling up there…
May his soul rest in peace…
In loving memories…Talha..
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