Good afternoon, all! Ah, what a nice day, would ya just look at the weather outside your window? Sadly, I'm stranded here at this desk with my butt glued to the chair since 8.30am. Wanna hear something else? It's been this way since Monday. 8.30-5 every day since Monday. But I work for the money and the money's good!
I would love to spend my time outside with Fauzy, but he went to Makkah for Umrah and is going to spend the rest of the 12 days at Turkey. I'd like to think that his arrival back home is tomorrow (or soon) but today's just Wednesday, and I've a week more to go. Thus, my acceptance to the job offer at OCE (Pte) Ltd. Today's my 3rd day and I'm mentally dozing off. No, serious.
So I see that 2011 is coming to an end, oh how I wish it wasn't. 2011 has been a wonderful year for me, Allah has altered my path just a teeny weeny bit and I've never been more at calm than I ever was. This year, I've excelled in studies (Alhamdulillah) and I would like to thank so many people for that. All that I can hope for now is to further improve every aspect of my life, improve it way better than it was previously and rejoice after that. 'Cos only now I know how it feels like to taste that kind of perfection, my kind of perfection.
Here's the best of 2011: 
What highlights my 2011 and tops the list above all the others is this extraordinary boy named Muhammad Fauzy. He is my classmate since April 2010 and had been such a good friend to me ever since. He was there for me 24/7, whenever I badly needed him or a guy's opinion. In other words, he is certainly not someone I would want to lose, as a friend. However, things changed when we grew so much closer this March-April, and our perception towards each other changed...really fast. At that time, we didn't see it as something positive. We saw it as something which might threaten our friendship or our vows to ourselves (which was to not have any relationship till we graduate from school). As days go by, we suppress that idea and came to realize that those were just excuses. In reality, nothing was holding us back from being together other than ourselves.
Then there came the famous 10 letters that Fauzy wrote me, in which the 10th letter was the ultimate sign. We were supposed to be together by then. And of course, he was truly a man of his word. After about 20 letters sent back and forth, his 10th letter got us falling into such a deep, long tunnel.......and we jolly well knew what we were in for. It was called Love, and we were both in it together.
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