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.Saturday, December 29, 2007 ' 22:49 Y
you used to be the reason, for my smile.you still are.

2007 seemed like it had more than 500 days in it cos i had so many things going on at the same time. and yet, it passed so fast even without me realising. and right now, it is the time of the year to reflect and recount on the ups and downs of 2007.

2007 was the year i began to enjoy my NUS life.

beginning with Rehlatul Iman-Night Cycling 2007.
it was a period of first times. and it was this event that opened the pathways to many other doors for me. recalling the event on hindsight, i laugh at the amount of stress i encountered while serving the comm as the secretary cum liason officer. the frantic-ness of recording minutes, calling up schools and various other organisations (including the police hq), doing up that big poster with yatee, ain, mardee and sanah, going ALL over campus to paste posters, making tickets and collecting indemnity forms-- all these were no joking matters during that time, but thinking back now, i miss the night cycling comm and our late night reccees plus makan malam di Changi a whole lot :)
IshaPD, Isa, Haikal, Wieko, Mardee, Sanah, Yatee,Mat, Jen, Ain, Shah :>
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next up-- 'Sex in the city' seminar.
this event will forever be remembered for having the best food. period.
and how i had to carry the super heavy projector and sound system with yatee all the way to OED. it never struck to us then that we could have taken the bus.
a short and sweet event, but fun nonetheless.
thank uu- Muz, Yatee, Haikal, Fanah and other makhuk2 tersayang who helped out :>

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the highlight of the year would be being a part of the Muslimah Night comm.
whoever has so much fun at meetings- laughing from the beginning to the end of every single meeting?
and im sure we've had our fun ogling at the lovely Encik Hussein.
plus, the memories of 'touring' pasar geylang seeking sponsorship.
before i forget, i wonder if you guys remember the man who gave us 5-6 free packets of briyani at ZamZam? He passed away not too long ago. Bless him.

aand yeah, muslimah night babes, dont forget our 'janji di bawah pokok' on the night of our post mortem. i love u guys, Banu, Zahira, Amirah, Yatee, Wieko, Isha-Tek, Shahraini, Suli, Fanah, Lin, Faidah (and Hakim's lil sis who helped out that day)
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FOC- The Vault 07 taught me a very simple message. that i am only human, no matter how far i think i can go.
i love the comm, and the lifelong lessons i derived from being a part of FOC were invalueable.
on hindsight, i think i shortchanged the comm, cos what i learnt was alot more than what i gave in my position as secretary/special night organising comm/ perfume seller/Rizzie.
and i can never apologise enough for not living it up on the special night, for not making it special for the freshmen in spite of all the planning etc. , for not being able to perform when i am needed most.

still, i enjoyed moments of pure fun in spite of the heavy pressure boiling down on me in the face of the recent demise of my granny, family upheavals, falling ill etc.
how can i ever forget my lil acting stint- which lasted all the way till night time. the moments of fun we had throughout the shooting, the mock camp, and the days of the camp.
a few songs resound in me as i recall foc- the Vault cheer, the 'Wiwiek woo-woo' cheer (hugs Wieko tight:>) and the ella-ella song, 3 bears song (how we girls keep singing this song over and over again to keep ourselves sane), dambaan and seribu tahun (the mock singers did these 2 songs alot of justice, i believe)
so thank yoo to all my comm members comprising of; Haikal, Haireez, Lin, Hidayat, Hudy, Hafiz, Ana, Diyana, Jen, AJ, Rauf, Alman, Yati, Mak Yah, Wiwiek, Artika, Azra, Yusrina, 3 Bears, IshaEnigma, Latiff for being there to make it happen.

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Pentas Budaya was filled with Viking Rides on my emotions.
especially because it fell within the time frame of FOC, the pressure was getting to me. but this event taught me the most about the arts, challenged me to a whole lot more and forced me out of my comfort zone. it was challenging working with really strong and capable individuals.
but yes, in spite of the intellectual challenge i went through, i had moments of pure fun as well, whatnot with the going all the way to tampines to buy 20-30 reams of paper and hoggling it all the way to MENDAKI with Shammie and Fanah, going frm schs to schs to sell tickets, forcing and coercing people to buy my tix, and of cos, handling mad jacks on the day itself. rmbr the robbery incident shammie??
so, thank you to everyone in the comm who gave me my first experience in PBM- Husni, Wany, Ibnur, Yatee, Shammie, Lin, Fatimah, Fanah and the other comm members:>

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well, 2007 wasnt without its moments of down-wardness.
academic wise, things are tough, and will only get tougher. but i look forward to such challenges, cos i'm set to slug it out for my grades.

i lost my spiderman friend mid this year. devastation is an understatement. regrets are futile, but they remain. it drilled deep into me the true meaning of 'Manusia merancang, Tuhan yang menentukan'. but, at the very least, i got my answer- to the question i've been asking all these while in silence. - i regret not being honest with my feelings-

not too long after, i faced another loss. this time, my granny left me for the world after.
i could barely shed tears, cos regrets overwhelm me.
-i regret not being able to forgive, and being overshadowed my memories of my childhood. i regret not seeking forgiveness-

my final stint at romantic love failed miserably, and convinced me more than ever, that I should set my heart to purity and refrain from being involved in romances. cos true romances exists only in Cinderalla Story, where Chad Micheal Murray is. i believe i can remain pure and free from falling in love, if i remain conscious and keep my emotions in check all the time. when the time comes for me to get married, i'll settle for the traditional matchmaking sessions that my mum will set for me. when i can successfully chuck aside the idea of falling for someone, i'll free up more space in my heart to love my family, my friends, and myself. sounds idealistic? i can do it, if i set myself to it cos my heart has gone into coma.


frienship wise.
i wish my existing friendships could be maintained and strenghtened in the coming year.
i promise to put in more effort.

family wise.
i pray that everything will fall into place soon.

weight wise.
please drop quickly.


pretty long entry here.
i must have offended some people with my honest recounts, but hey, chill out.
it was never written with an intention to offend absolutely. i just wanted an honest and intimate recount of 2007. i pray i can become a better individual next 2008 :)







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