ABOUT ME

• NurulHuda aka Hudsie
• 24th April 1989
• Temasek Poly AFSN
• Loves Her Darling Ian
• Love to bake
• Loves creamy pasta
• Loves BNJ's Strawberry Cheesecake
• I want the Tiffany&Co.'s necklace
• I want that black Volcom dress or the white.
• I'm a TouchaHolic
• I envy guys cos of BenSherman
• I have a kitty Kat Tabby
• I love my niece Delphina Erlyna

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Wednesday, April 04, 2007

1:01 AM

"RM"
Removed from course.
Those were the words I was trying not to hear. OR see.
yet.. it was unavoidable. I was stupid enough to get it.

Tell me... How miserable my life can lead on to.
Okay... I know I'm looking at life in a very shallow way.
I still have my darling Ian, my friends like Haryani and Indrani, my family.
But I just feel utterly disappointed in myself. I studied my ASS-OFF, especially for PIPC and MST. I had to pass only one of them which is fatal. Failing PIPC means I'd be kicked out of TP. That's right, my current status in TP, RM.

Fuck.

At first I couldn't be bothered to even blog. But, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking of how much I've disappointed my Dad. How much money I've wasted. Shit. All this things, its just a waste.
Just be honest... and tell me how stupid can I be. I'm stuck at a part in life now. I don't like this. I hate this.

Okay... I'm relieved enough to go to sleep now. I'm being a pathetic hopeful for now. It's a matter of making or breaking.

"My wonderful Eighteenth Birthday" yadayadayadayada....

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