Hello, my name is Dian Farhana
Friends call me Dian. Colleagues/teachers/faci/strangers prefer calling me Farhana.
I don’t why, they just do. -.-
For me? I’m fine with both, really. (:
I have a lot of nicknames; some are too embarrassing to state down.
Well, I’m officially legal as of 8 February 1992. Nothing to brag off actually.
Yes, it sure sounds sexciting and I do anticipate for this special day.
But once it’s over, it’s over. My life goes on, still the same every single day. -.-
I’m taking a diploma in RP majoring in Sports and Leisure management.
This may not be my first choice but still, I am really glad I get into this course.
I shall live my hopes on seeing my one and only idol, Usain Bolt.
Yes, I’m a big fan of him because I go “wow” when I see him runs and I go “oooh~” when he wins. :p
Oh well, it was just a wish. I hope it would come true though. :D USAIN BOLT, please visit Singapore, pretty please with millions cherries on tops.
One word, nine letters to describe myself.
I’m different; metaphorically though.
I’m different in a way that I have my own mindset and my thoughts, my belief; my thinking is different from others.
I guess I belong to the minority groups that think the same way as I do.
I think I am anti-social.
Honestly, I’m not a person who mingles with strangers and hit off with them like polaroid instantly.
I am quiet when I’m alone. But once I’m with a bunch of crazy friends around me, be prepared to see me being crazier than them.
I don’t like noisy places or worse, crowded places.
I just have this feeling that everyone is staring at me and that is scary.
I pity my parents most of the time because they are usually pressured whenever we are dining out.
I am born to be stubborn. That’s something you have to bear with me.
I want things to go my way. I am extremely determined to achieve what I want and it must happen.
I am very demanding. Try go against me, I’ll give you a triple worse attitude. Wanna give it a try?
I am egoistic, that I can’t deny. I always wanted to win. But sometimes (rarely). I would relent; that’s when you guys are lucky though.
I don’t like people who use profanities.
I can’t stand people saying it even though it’s once in a while.
But sometimes, I do say it too. :p But I’ll regret and smack my mouth.
I rarely feel angry. I guess that’s the only positive thing I am proud of myself.
But once I do, I’ll go extremely superbly quiet.
I guess I’ve learnt it since I was small to always keep my mouth shut.
That’s why it’s hard for me to console people who are angry with me.
Oh, but at the same time I am a rebel person too. Contradicting, I know.
But I would only rebel when things doesn’t go my way.
I rebel in my quiet way. I may be quiet when I am angry but I rebel at the same time. Get it?
I’m patient. Patience with limits. Be friends with me and you‘ll know how high my patience is.
Im not perfect.
And there’s still more weakness in me which I’ve yet to reveal.
Despite all these imperfections, I have a fair share of my strength in myself.
But that is for you guys to judge me. Now enough about myself.
Meet my one and only boyfriend, Nadhir Osman.
♥ My one love, my one heart, my one life for sure.♥
22.02.2010, that’s the special date. And it is special to us somehow in terms of the numeric terms.
As cliché as it may sound, but he completes my life.
He’s my best friend, my best companion, my best advisor, my best everything.
He may not be the most perfect guy in every girl’s eye, but he is to me.
His imperfections are perfect enough to be my better half.
Our relationship may not be as those like in fairytales.
We live in a place called reality.
We’ve had our share of fights and arguments but we never let them get us down.
How much I love him, why do I love him..it’s better left unsaid.
Just so all of you know, HE knows, that I love him truly; always and forever, eternity and beyond.♥
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
[ 10:14 PM ]
the day before i work like hell. yeah, HELL. i and ain was suppose to do face out, stock and face out again, stock. but ain manage to escape by doing cashier. but seriosuly, i think doing those tough job is much123456789 better than cashier. hah! and i had to do all those job with one pathetic reason. the big angmoh boss is coming. nenehpok. last minute then want to do everything. impossible lah. think wat? we have superpower isit. and i think they actually plan to do last minute because, BECAUSE they have part time staff to do all those tough job. kannina. and we work till nearly 12 am. and we missed our last bus! eventhough our dear boss seems RELUCTANT to make relieve us. me and ain were toking about last bus and last train. and he even have the cheek to ask what time is our last bus when he's all along there beside us. and then when we say 11.40 and he can still look at his watch and say "you will miss your last bus! go go!". neneh lar, its already 11.36. confirm will miss rite?! lucky ar got my dad to fetch me and sent ain home. or we will be walking home and end up in hospital. wahh, seriously ar, i think the quit job in my list already reach 99% sia.
well, today and tmr im not working. like hooray! haha. accompany my mum to sgh for check-up. after that went home. and went out again to go shopping. spent hundreds again. ahh, by the time i get my pay, i will left with nothing. i owe my mum like.. -__-" and i still had lots of plans what to do with my pay. harhar. 1) i want a new haircut. and new style. 2) new clothes. again. 3) pierce my ear again. 4) accesories. 5) that sweet-smelling perfume which i forget whats the name was. 6) my sister present! my dad's! my mum's! and the list goes on.. so tell me, how can i clear all my wishlist? i dun think i can even reach my number two wishlist. i think i need some motivational talk to control my spending. ahh, torture. okay, back to what im talking about. well, we were in this fashion outlet. and i happy2 go around and take what i like. and then went to mama and tell im going to fitting room. and guess whom i met? like omg. my heartbeat nearly stop and my blood stop flowing. its not choc almond okay. hahaha. i noe some of you would think of him. its him. the one who finally won choc almond. ahhhh. at first i saw his twin. he was right at the front. and i sort of nearly bump into him. then when i look straight, there he was with her. he saw me. i knew. he saw me even when i rushed to the fitting room like a whirlwind. i nearly broke down and cry inside the room. it just that..when i saw him, i could not forget my stupidest mistake in my life. went to my mum and i told her. but i put my best act infront of her and try not to care. in the bus stop saw him with her again. but without his twin. he's sending her home. mama saw him. and i just look straight with my back on him. i cannot bare to look at him. i only see him when he was on the other side of the road. i was quiet throughout the journey. mama disturb me say i was thinking of them. i guess my act was not that good huh. i laughed to cover my sadness. i don't want her to know. i may tell her everything but not this.
well, forget bout it. anyway, me and mama got pahala today. we helped a blind man to look out for his bus and board it. thanks to his bus, we have to miss 2 of our bus. mama was frustrated since she wanted to watch her show and it already started. well, we may not get to watch the show but we get pahala. worth it rite? haha.