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YUSNIZA, yussy, yus, iza .
18, 210691, Gemini
SP, Human Resource Management with Psychology
Modern Dancer, SDZ
Brown, Chocolates w/o nuts, White roses, Jellybeans, Marshmallows (:

Do TAG, love you! (:

I feel so stupid because I waited up till 3.30am to wait for the results from ichat account. Thank god I decided to sleep, because I really couldn't take it. Turned out that they sent at 5am! Sheesh. Anyhoos, big thanks to Ahmad Syafiq for staying up with me and accompany me (again!) and trying to cheer me up (: Appreciate it lots. Results, okay lah, better than expected, better GPA, but my accumulative GPA sucks. Sigh. Work harder work harder! And I got As for my most 2 worse subjects! Surprise surprise! Wheeeee!

Gastric problem is coming back again. TSK. Blame my stubborn-ness for not eating properly. Now, I'm munching on my favourite Japanese snack (:

Today, dance (Pearl's) was okay. A little frustrated at times cause I can't do the steps well ): Got to work harder. Decided to watch Cherie's choreo. And I really learnt a lot, which I don't want to say. And no wonder Cherie kept laughing, LOL. Freaking hilarious. But the moberly studio was too cold (16 degrees for crying out loud!) and I was practically shivering. Took like almost half an hour to recover from the numbness.

Whilst watching the choreo, whilst in the cold, I suddenly remembered how you held me close to you when you saw the goosebumps on my arms. I suddenly remembered how you wrapped the blanket around me. I suddenly remembered the way you hugged and massaged my legs when I complained the day before that my muscles were aching from dance. I remembered that peck on the cheek, how you kissed my fingers, smelt my fingers and saying that there is sambal smell and that I didn't wash my hands properly. I remembered how you complained that I don't walk properly and that I kept banging into you. I remembered how you like to poke me in my tummy. I still do remember all those little details that made up my happy memories with you, despite trying real hard to forget about it. It's been more or less 120 days. I thought I was fine again, but I was wrong. Still wrong. I don't want to hope, because I know it's hopeless. For your heart belong to only her.

With all those thoughts, I teared, and then could not stop tearing, so I rushed down to the washroom. Baaaah! Crybaby!

Tomorrow's choreo is slightly later, so I can catch up on my sleep. Yay! Heh. Can't wait for Fridaaaay! Meeting with my two Gundus! And I still don't know the plan for that day -.-"

It's late, I'm tired, but I'm not in the mood to sleep! Baaaaaah!

Okay la, bye la.

P.S I minimized that paragraph due to identification purposes. So you're really really really to the max, interested in my life and wants to be a kaypo (haha! no hard feelings!), you can ask me personally. I wrote it here, because I want to express it. I'm very open one hor! Hee (:

Goodnight! (: