hudaa Ismail
nineTeen
pretty much an avid observer who is eccentric in nature as well as one who does things entirely based on her mood.
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title: Over and done with. Tears of joy not because i'm confident that i did my best but rather, because i wanted to break free from this nightmarish encounter.Perhaps crying would be of great help but no, i've decided not to turn all fragile.If i were to have a go at predicting the outcome of this event, chances are, it won't be pleasant.So, i might as well resign in to fate. I expect nothing at all.Perhaps just time to move on and turn things around. Nothing is worst than the feeling that you haven't given it your all when you know you could have with a little more effort. As for now, i just intend to have a fruitful break and shuffle my time well with my project on japanese occupation and racial riots, working out at the gym, going on a hiking trip, have fun windsurfing, catching up with relevant schoolwork, spend time with my family and friends, watch tonnes of dvds ,be enthusiastic about Egyptian dance practices, spend time reading and increasing general knowledge as well as to go on shopping sprees. Oh, one more thing; Sheela please accompany me to IKEA. =) Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: Not even a thing much less two, Panic attacks or so they say. That isn't what i'm feeling. I've learnt to run from anything uncomfortable. I see them flee at the sight of p.r.e.s.s.u.r.e. Symptoms of collapse; no where near. A secret to tell:this nothingness is intoxicating. It's time we learn,out of this regret. It isn't right, where we're heading. Take a detour, that's where we're going. As for tonight, some wonderment might occur. Hold on tight, it won't be smooth. Crying is useless. It was afterall, an abused little choice. Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: "We may call Eurydice forth from the world of the dead, but we cannot make her answer; and when we turn to look at her we glimpse her only for a moment, before she slips from grasp and flees.As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes." Yesternight can never be altered. Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: " Fatigue is here, in my body, in my legs and eyes." Emotionally, i'm slowly drifting away. I can't seem to reconnect with my senses. Like a drug addict floating on thin air. I can't seem to be able to comprehend where i'm heading towards. The exams are less than a week away and the revision has not even started.I feel like a failure already.Where's time when i needed it the most? Last minute mugging and let's pray that i'll survive. Love, vinTage dreams |
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