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Wednesday, January 16, 2008


2:00pm
My Room

Everyone have fears,me too.What I'm afraid of is being lonely.I have a lot of friends.Malays,Chinese and even Tamils.I can't count them.What I'm going to tell you is what really happened to me...

I have a really close friend,Kamilah.I got to know her because we were in the same Mother Tongue class.We were really close to each other.I even deserted my own primary school friend,just to be with Kamilah.We stayed back in school to do our homework,went home together,I waited for her during her netball training.In short,we were really close friends.

On one fateful day,we fought.We fought over a guy.We bailed at each other,tears flowing down from my eyes.My heart felt as if it is torn apart. I wondered to myself,tears still flowing down,"How could she...She just broke my heart over a useless guy..."

Day by day passed and it has been almost a week.I was under depression.I cried every single day and night as I was not sure who to talk to.I tried every means and ways to hurt myself.I was so lonely.I was being deserted by my own friend.I ended up having black eye rings around my eyes.I did not concentrate on my homework and even during class.

Then,after a lot of thinking,I wrote a letter to Kamilah,saying how sorry and childish I was.She still ignored me."How selfish can she get??!!I shouted.

Then,I apologised to Kamilah.She apologised back.I was taken aback.Now we are on good terms.

Now I know that good friends are hard to come by and you can't desert your old friend after you got a new friend.So thanks...

11:39 PM

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Time is the only coin..
you have...in your life.. only you can determine..how to spent it..

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Nurul Ain Bte Norizan
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