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This is Syania's public diary from her Year 12 life [2008-2009] with some college bits. Enjoy reading =D

Wednesdays rule.

Wednesday, 4 February 2009


I soar to your heart

Well no, not really, but compared to Tuesday [which sucked due to reasons I will not mention], Wednesday really was a good day, and that is due to the fact that me and Fajar are communicating again. I don't want to paste the log because uh, it shall remain personal, but he told me how bored he was when we're not in our normal conditions.
Afterschool he was so hyper so I couldn't believe he still needed me around, even after Cania told me that she saw him looking at me with concern. I really thank Adam for always helping us out and putting up with our hardheaded, stubborn behaviours. He had a tough time dealing with us both, and I still don't quite know why he wanted to do it. I also thank Cania for being there for me.
Fajar greeted me in MSN at like... 4? or something and this is probably the 3849th time he starts talking first after a fight/silent distance. We've had 15 so far. I thought it would end at 14, in December/end of November. I forgot. Well anyway, I heard that he doesn't want to start first this time because all his life it was always him, but hey hey, today he did it. I ignored him 'til like 7pm though 'cause I wasn't brave enough to open the chat window, how stupid was I?
He was being really sweet. His words were like... gentle and kind. Cie the inner Fajar is revealed. He listened as I ranted about things I've been keeping in from him. He had to go to sleep at 8 sadly. I don't know why, but I felt sad. I'm happy we're back to normal of course, I thought I was gonna sujud syukur, but a part of me still had sorrow inside. Probably 'cause the chat was about something that's been bothering me, so I remembered and got upset again? Well I don't know.
I told him about badminton and he asked if he could come as if I ruled it and I said you can only come if you play with me too and he said okk.

Essay by syania/bs at 8:19 pm  

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