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dear mr & mrs bloggie…
After oh so long, months in fact, all five cousins finally met. Granted, our tight knit family demanded it no other way. Cuz Nur celebrated her 25th birthday with the presence of her loved ones and happy smiles were plastered in each of our faces.
Newton Circus witnessed us savoring our food greedily and West Coast Park led us for the cake-cutting session.
With all of us together, loud laughter was not spared. What more can I say, I love each and every one of my beautiful cousins. Pictures shall be my voice.
A funny thought came to mind. Say... if we were the Asian version of Spice Girls, guess who fits who?
*chuckles*
Before meeting them, I met up with a very old friend of mine from high school. There was an awkward moment initially, considering the fact that we didn’t talk much back then.
Not only because he was my senior, but well, he was another reason why school was kind of a hell for me.
See, if you readers remembered my entry way back in 2006, I did mention about how low my self-esteem was, one due to a minor fact that the boys in school made fun of me, or the likes.
Unfortunately, one such person was this guy, named Nazri. I avoided him like a plague. Whenever he saw me in school, he’d call out aloud “Hey jendol.” i.e it means wide forehead. He was my living nightmare, so to speak.
Gawd I hated him like nobody’s business.
So it was a shocker when he nonchalantly messaged me in facebook with no inkling of the damage he had done to my confidence.
But that meet-up was, I must say, quite nice. I suppose the only way we could overcome the discomfort was to have ourselves an open conversation, even if it felt more uncomfortable than my wedgie from my new thongs. -_-.
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Okay, it wasn't that bad. Heck, it wasn't bad at all. Heh. On the contrary, it was... neverthemind.
Darn right, he sure made it up this time by showering me with compliments. He ought to, after what he had done! Gahhh.
Indeed recalling the events that had happened back in high school, you couldn’t help but laugh it off. It didn’t kill me. Instead, it made me who I am today. To err is human, to forgive takes effort, and he’s doing something about it. Kudos.
Ho well, thank goodness that phase was over for me. Now who’s the one calling the shots aye?
*flips hair*
cintafasyalba
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