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.♥
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Because I love her thats the why ♥[ 2:39 AM ]
Now, where's this once a cheerful, bubbly girl I've known once? I miss her.
Just awhile ago I chatted with a girl who resembles alot like her. But its not her. Not the cheerful, bubby Nur Fatin bin Razak I used to know since sec 1.
This girl, whom I just chatted with, is my best friend. Someone so jovial, optimistic,a happy go lucky person is what I would have describe her in my almost 5 years of knowing her. Sadly, the person I just talked to minutes ago is not the old her.
As her friend, one of her best friend, sensing this changes is not a good thing. It upsets me and most of all, guilty that as a friend, I am unable to do much to cheer her up but just telling some words of encouragement which seems so useless at that point of time.
Dear bestfriend,
I know this won't do much but I hope that it could at least wash away some sadness from u and at the very least make u smile after reading this. I know how tough it is for you to go through your life at this moment. And what anger me most is that the thing that actually almost destroy ur happiness is none other than that one guy who have hurt you too many times before. I refused to call him human because he does not have any humanity in himself.
Just remember that I, WE won't ever ever ever be angry at you. No matter if you did any mistakes either big or small. We will always be walking by your side so that when you fall, we fall together. We will always be at your back, supporting you, so that when you give up and turn back, you still have us. We will always be at your front, so that when you feel lost, we will lead you. We will always be below you, carrying you to the top. We will always be on your top, because wherever you go, we will always watch over you. (:
As much as you love him, and I don't know how you feel about him now, but I do really hope this is the time you shall end the stories between you and him. Let's close this book once and for all and get new book to start a new chapter with a guy who truly deserves your pure heart and soul. He may once be someone who meants everything to you but he honestly does not deserve your everything.
I am not a person with power who can demand you to do anything. But I am a friend who cares. A best friend who know you longer than him. A person who loves you, well in a friend way of course. And here I am, as a friend, would want the best for you, your future, your happiness, you life. He already wasted part of your life. Let's not make him wasted a whole of your life okay?
And since this is the last time(I hope), I want you to cry and let out all the tears that are meant for him. Cry till there's not even a drop of it can ever come out from your eye. Cry for the very last time and vow to yourself, this is the last you'll ever cry for him. Isn't this what you, kaukau, iqah and stella have been advising me when I lost Awan last time? Well, maybe me and awan lasted not as long as you. But it comes to the same thing, we both get heart broken. And the only thing to do is move ahead.
After the crying session, spend time with friends. Yes, only friends. Don't find anyone just yet. You'll find yourself in confused state most of the time. Then, once you think you have that happiness in yourself and you're ready to love again, do so. Love is not just about feeling. Its about taking risk. Its about willing to fall many times over again and get your hearts broken over and over. But remember that, the one for you will always get you back up and never left your hearts broken for long. They're always there to mend it and trust me the one who is really for you will have that special weapon whereby they can mend your heart till its totally new. Patience is virtue. You'll find him soon. (:
This is just something that I think would help you. Just from my experience. And I hope it helps you too.
And with this, I end my grandmother story. Shall not bore you with me super merepek advise. Haha. You know I love you right lesbo. :D