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JOB! Okay, I just got few minutes to write. .. My exams are over and currently I'm doing my practical training at KL at one of architect's firm. I never had the idea that becoming a draughman is not as easy as I thought. Thank God I find the staffs, who are my new friends, help me a lot. Right now I'm at Ampang Point. It's a kind of plaza, I think. It's not as posh as PS or Gurney Plaza, but I bet u'll like this place. Especially for those who like to shop. Ya u'll get anything easily. Okay this plaza is not too far from the office. When recess, I just go down and have some food here. Ya it's better if u bring the food from home coz... mmm MAHAL. Anyway, my dream when I'll get the money from this job is to hehee.. shop. I need a pair of shoes :) Ciao.. got to go. I wish u luck and pls wish me luck too :D
Written by Dona at 1:59 PM | |
God bless I still can't find the right time to update.. Just wanna show myself and tell eveyone who's probably fed up enough to see my havent-been-updated diary that I'm still alive and healthy and sad and naughty. Not really naughty. Got a headache actually. Stress as usual. If you're free, pls pray for me :) God bless you.
Written by Dona at 7:02 PM | |
- I just finished my English exam. I didn't complete the 450 word-essay :( X SEMPAT I don't know what's wrong with me.. It's a bit hard for me to concentrate these days. My mind flies all the time. I wonder when I gave it a pair of wings huh? Three more exams are coming. :(
Written by Dona at 4:53 PM | |
Refresh -r e f r e s h e d- Yesterday I noticed a poster which says that there'd be held a blood charity today. At first I thought I'd be a blood donor but then I really never had the idea that the studio ended very late. 6 P.M and I haven't prayed. Rushed to the nearest bus stop and waited there for almost 15 minutes. What a waste of time! Could hear some fellow rumormongers said that there are only 4 buses operates today. It's a driver protest! I didn't care as long as I got a bus. I got one and it was full. I prayed as I reached my room, went out to buy food for my hunger pains, back to the room again but my brother bothered me. He wanted to borrow my printer and wanted me to help him to do this and that. And finally it was already Maghrib and I even haven't touched my supper. I couldn't believe I was really in such a bad temper when I was about to pray, my roommate with her friend were busy discussing about their school prom nite so exitedly that it was really hard for me to consentrate. I realised that I was really having a very bad day. Before I ran to the prayer room, thank God I had noticed that there was a message on my silent phone. It was from my beloved friend who's far away - over there. On the screen was written "Assl-Dona "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" May 4JJl bless u & give the best 4 u.:)"
Someone remembers. Yes, now I remember that Maghrib means - turn to a new day.
It is already my birthday.
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