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Final Is Rolling Closer.
16th March 2014.

8.46 PM.
Bismillahirahmanirrahim.

Two weeks to go before the semester break finally hit over. I have lots of artworks to be done. All must be submitted to 'Joe Flizzow' (Now you're busted. He's not the real Joe Flizzow, duh, of course he's not, believe me /chuckles/ but we all gave that nickname to him, aside of his hair which almost looked like that famous character from 'Bola Kampung' XD). 

 You know, he's kinda mean. Like, totally a meanie. He rejected my artworks for a couple of times. First, he rejected my Colour Value. I could not take it since I tortured myself and sacrificed my beauty sleep just to get done of that dumb thingy. And he could just reject it? That offended me and I swore I wanted to curl at a corner and weep out a bucket of tears. He gave us another task, Textures, and it was due a week after he briefed us about it. And I managed to get it done half an hour before his class started. As usual, I barely could close my eyes and to get it done was pretty tiring for me. He came to us, checked out the artworks one by one, and when he stopped in front of me, he said, “Do it, again. A burger? Pretty common. Try to think creative and create something unique.” And I almost lost my jaw and I stunned on my seat. Afii did try to calm me but I could not smile at all. Sometimes I felt like cursing him but oh well as a very-behaved sweet lady I'd only keep my temper inside. You know, there was like a standing volcano in my heart; it wanted to erupt so much and burst out everything- the whines, the complaints, the sulks and indescribable amount of dissatisfaction. 

 And hell yeah my feeling for Ijal--- God please help me I can’t stand this on my own. Each time we were chatting I just knew I really like him. Like- I really, really, really do. Yeah for me he’s the cutest boy ever living in my sight, I feel the clouds are embracing me when he texted and we chatted through WeChat. Why does such feeling exist; I don’t really adore the facts if he actually noted me only as his friend. Not more than a friend.  Yes. Okay, that hurts. I feel like shattering if he did think like that. But some parts of me are just too stubborn and they want me to become strong and fight for this er- undefined love (for me, of course, I don’t know how he actually feel about me). What can I do? I could not lie to myself. That’s why I hate the cupids who struck an arrow at my heart; the moment when I thought he’s an adorable living creature that I want to be with for eternity; I want to love every single thing that lived on him, and I want to make him happy for his entire life. 

 I always wish for it. 
For each seconds of my breathing. 
Yes, I really do.
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