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Hello (: | I'm Flora | 17 | When life is like crashing a stone with an egg, never forget that we can always Rejoice! | True love is there, somewhere.

Saturday, February 4

it's Saturday again

My eyes were anxiously focused on the laptop's screen as I was scrolling down Meredith Andrews' official website page. She's working on her new album and since last year I was so curious when she will release her new hits. So, it's going to be in this year. I'm glad. Dad sold the old papers, three boxes of old papers and received a price of RM2.30. Mom and I were working so hard that we sweated so much while collecting those used papers, arranging them neatly onto the boxes. Although the price is less than RM5.00 I'm feeling satisfied. Rather than dumping the papers somewhere else I can always choose to recycle them to make new papers. The money should go for offering later as I will attend the Saturday Youth Service. Last night I struggled to pray. Temptations to sleep as I saw my bed, the tv in the living room and yes, my laptop. Yet, I won the fight although I know the temptations surely will make a comeback again for today's race and for tomorrows'. My Acer is home now. Dad and I went to Lenovo again to make service payment and we chit chatted with the owner of the shop. He is a friendly person, based on my opinion and I don't really know him. The time when I came again to take the laptop, that was the second time I met him. He was so interested about what I'm doing and asked which church I attend so I told him I attend Calvary Church. As my size is small, he was curious about my age. LOL I finished my Form 5 year and I'm waiting for my SPM results. The man was surprised and he said, "You look much younger than your actual age." Yea, I know. That was a compliment to me, as I will grow a year older this February 19. It was too bad Dad and I were rushing for other matters. Dad would have talking for hours with this man, although he's a Chinese and Dad's Iban. I'm glad we are Malaysian. Another thing is I'm missing my girl friends so bad that I cried looking at the photo of us during the final day of SPM. I wanted to text them but nayy... I merely don't want to bother them with my so-whatever-feeling, Dyon is taking A-level and definitely she does not own any time to be bothered. Jess and Cab, let them enjoy their moments. 11.00 a.m. now and I have to go. God bless.



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