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The Writer



21 years of life experiences.

Singapore Polytechnic
Diploma in Chemical Engineering

God who create me
The people who produced me.
The smile and laughter within me
That makes who i am.
Fiza

I swear that i'll never give up
Only God knows what i want in life.

Till then Be my friend. :)


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The Past

Let bygones be bygones.

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Sunday, October 29, 2006

let me explain my story on the first day of syawal.
scene:: first day of syawal.

The morning sunlight woke me up.
While sleeping on my bed, i could hear mama called out my brothers for the morning prayer. however, my first brother unable to make it as he was late for his work.
my dad was still in his dreamland
since he slept at around 6am in the morning on the same day.
My mum got to sleep for only two hours
which after that she got to do some cooking and baking.
Ramadan was over. i almost cried listening to the takbir.
Around 10am, mama called us to get ready. it took me an hour to get ready.
i look gorgeous that day.
in fact my whole family look wonderful.
we seek forgiveness and proceed to my grandmother's house ( father's side).
we were ther for about two hours. next, we proceed to
another grandmother( mama's side).
this is the place ive been waiting for because all my lovely cousins were there.
i was glad to meet them. we took lots n lots of pictures. aha.. i can only show a few.

time really flies. the day ended. however a smile was put on at the end of the day with memories to keep.




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