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NAME: Nur Amalina
DOB: 18.03.1989
LOCATION: West, Singapore


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Tuesday, March 07, 2006


let's talk abt BGR. i know this is boring but hey, hang on.


introduction...BGR stands for boy-girl relationship. lemme ask something. if u have had frenz...close ones...then came ur bf/gf, where does

he/she stands amongst ur close frens? equal, slightly lower or slightly higher?

well...for me...bgr at this point of time is still early n u can never predict if he/she is gg to be ur future partner in life or not.say if u are

stucked in a situation. whereby, u have to either choose ur fren or choose ur

bf/gf. what wld u do? choose only one so that u can focus all ur energy, love n

attention
to him/her...or choose both to not disappoint

anyone
though it might take a toll on u? or say u had already

plan sth with either one of them. then at the last minute, the other one just appear with another idea/stuff to do at the same timing as the

one planned. wld u keep to what u have planned, otherwise known as a 'promise' to me, n 'janji=amanah' in islam, or forego it?

or does it depend on which party, fren or bf/gf, that's

interrupting the plan?


well it's hard for me to come up with the best answer. coz i've never been in this kinda situation before. but hey, i've played the 'close fren'

part before. n it HURTS. REALLY. i can't blame my fren for her

actions coz she has responsibilities. but i feel neglected somehow. i

really do. if not i wont be crying now. i wish the world was a better place to live in. but i know it'll never come true. a better or the best

place to be in, will be in the afterworld. n hopefully the paradise. i remembered

once, when my father said, "...walau mcm mane dekat pun kau dgn kawan2 kau, satu hari bile kau dah kahwin, suami kau lah yg paling dekat.

kau tak leh harapkan kawan2 kau lagi sebab diorg pun ade rumahtangga sendiri..."


after listening to that, i felt teary. i guess somehow i cld understand n feel what my dad meant. it sounds like, my parents are the most blessed couple. it reminds me of some of his

frenz who r bastards. probably missing those days when he was single, roaming the neighbourhood on his big motorcycle. now no more. got wife. got kids. huge responsibilities. so if married couples can

handle such responsibilities towards their spouses, kids, in-laws...why can't us...the ones with lighter responsibilities...izit that hard to juggle a fren n a bf/gf?? someone tell me,

IS IT THAT HARD?? harder than what our prohet muhammad(pbuh) managed? to be able to lead his wives, kids...had 4 very close-knitted

frens, abu bakar, umar, osman n ali...lead in business...lead in wars to uphold islam...lead in spreading islam?? to

ANY extent??? all at the same time??? now tell me, how gigantic is that compared to ours???


my key point is, it is NOT HARD to juggle resposibilities. get ur attitude rite.

prioritize. equality n fairness. (read in King Arthur's way when giving his speech)I have a

dream. And this is my dream. We'll change for the good of mankind. Only then, will the world, be a better place, to live

in
...wakakaka...


ok..that's the end of my topic. now come the sad part. of my life.


FINALLY i saw that girl with my bare eyes.(well, a little help frm my cntct lens)
at the very first moment i saw her
my instincts told me
she is THAT girl
what made me so sure was
previously, i had another instinct
that he's gonna be there
n how it feels so true was
the day b4, hidayah thought i'm gg for his match
u know i was so hurt lah pls
how cld she think of that man...
it was my sch's hockey match btw
n the pain was unbearable
coz it was related to the topic above
yeah so to my horror
he WAS there
my heart skipped a beat
luckily, it was only his side n back view that i saw
if i had seen him eye to eye
i think i wld be speechless
maybe i wld cry on the spot
or maybe faint
am i exaggerating?
i dunno


when we walked out of that place
saw THAT girl again
wearing a black tee with the sign 'coach' on the back
running on the track with some guy older
while walking that stretch
she passed us twice
n the instinct grew stronger
she is the one, she is the one
i was very, very down
but i guess i managed to control in front of faz
tried to kill time
n maybe frustrations
by roaming town
n return home juz to watch dia
n on the way home of course
i cldn't control it anymore
i started to tear
in the train
i think this is not 1st time i teared/cried in the train
since i know no one will notice
i cldnt care less
i was thinking...


that is the girl
who existed in my non-existing world,
whom i talked to without knowing who or what she is
except her short name and age,
whom i braced myself forward for
to clear the unexpected dispute
well at least it is unexpected to me,
whom previously i hid from
without knowing for myself what the reason was,
whom i made myself appear inferior for
juz to save him,
who claimed i wasn't at fault
but yet tried to reach me on my phone,
who claimed i wasn't the cause
but yet made me feel guilty,
who later assured me she's not angry at me
but demanded for my photos to be deleted...



i wonder if she still remember how i look
or who i am
or who was the girl that was staring at her juz now while she ran
but today as i stand beyond the railings of the hockey pitch
i FINALLY saw her in person
the girl who existed
in my non-existing world

BuSyLaDy poured out her heart at 3:56:00 AM