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~With love, Shafieqah~



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♥Wednesday, June 9, 2010♥







HeyyHeyy.
You see that pic up there? Yeahh well those are sweet happy times.
I wan that to happen again for the rest of my life.
Now life's on the downside.
Peepol say if nothing's going right then go left.
Easier said then done.





My "brother". He used to be the one who brightens up my darkest day.
But now, he's the one who darkens my day.
He used to be the one i ask for help all the time.
He's the one who helps me pick the pieces up and put them together,
When im falling apart.
But now since he is no longer here all the time to solve my problems,
Who's gonna put me back together?
Here he comes into the scene ^^
Although he may not be there for me evry second of my life.
At least he's there to cheer me up.
And that's all that really matters.
I really really love him. And i mean it when i say tat.
Thanks fr cheering me up dear, appreciate it alot. (:



For the yesterday, it was really just a very hectic, emotion-draining day.
Tuesday, i woke up like 5 in the morning to meet hockey girl.
Off to the airport to send off Mr Sanjay.
Evryone was there early, except fr sumone hu was late.
And she really pissed us off.
But on the journey there, we got better as she said she was sorry.
Well, evryone has to be a forgiver to be forgiven if in any case we did wrong.
We were late. But when we arrived at the airport, instead of taking our own swt time,
We ran all the way frm the bus stop to the departure hall at T1.
And luckily we get to meet Mr Sanjay at the window.
If we didn't run, we culdn't have gotten to see him fr the last time.
It was realy a very sadsad moment, to see him for the last time.
But nw he became a motivational figure fr us.
He worked hard to bring us together.
Now its time fr us to work hard to make him proud.
That will be our goal fr the rest of our hockey days.





Today had training, but little peepol go.
Only half of the team attend.
So, we did circuit. Yuckish much.
Then had alot of skills training today.
During game, coach made me pissed off alot.
He told me to keep bending down low and to stop the ball properly.
Which i dun deny tat i fail to do.
So there was a time, during a game.
I got so pissed off wif coach, i decided to do things properly,
I wanna show coach tat i culd stop d freaking ball freaking properly.
And i managed to, and Coach was like " ahh see now you can stop the ball properly. "
I can only say. " Hahahas."

Alrite now, since ntg's gg rite,
Im trying to fiqure out how to go left.
Takecare peepols.

p/s: Ama! Aku rindu kau. Jom jumper kkay!

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