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I Am Nurul Huda


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September 20, 2009, 9/20/2009 03:10:00 PM

Selamat hari raya kawan2!!!
I'm finally off for three days.
Sunday to Tuesday.
WOW!
After 10 days of working am finally off.
Anyway maaf zahir batin buat semua.
Maafkanlah kalau ade terkasar bahase dan terngumpat didalam blog aku nie.
Kadang aku pon main lepas ckp je kan?
LOL
_tau pon ehK?_
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First day raya seek forgiveness...
Sedih nak mampos.
BERDERAI AIRMATA AKU NIE.
hAIIIZZZZ....
abah said something that make us cry..
sedih tak terhingga.
now.... 3pm and we are still lepaking at home.
Ade la hamba allah nie tdo den yg lain sume tdo...
hahahaha
maybe malam aru jalan raya.
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Semalam aku keje ptg!
Gerek giler uh...
Lepas tu g geylang ngn baju keje and bag pack aku yg besar giler!
AISEYBEDAH!
Panas nak mampos!
Org giler mcm aku je p geylang ngn aju keje...
hahahahahaha
Ribot org2 nie sume pat geylang....
Anyway alhamdullilah its another year i celebrate with Hafiz...
I hope we have more to come...
Bye!

September 10, 2009, 9/10/2009 09:03:00 PM

I've never thought that i will meet you again.
Worst still we met when i'm working!
Surprise? I was damn shock until i forget your name!
SHAHRUL.
aIseybedah....
You just stare at me at times w/o saying anything!
In my heart, i thought you would not recognise me cause i'm wearing the MASK.
It looks like i'm wrong.
You knew it was me thru my laughter.
Damn, i misjudge you.
For 8 hours you just look at how i work, my patient TLC and how i treat your "patient".
I can sense that you're looking at me everywhere i go.
I saw u smile and laugh when i disturb my demented pt.
Your smile makes me fall.
It's been years seen i last saw it.
You look good in your blue uniform.
Hot but charming indeed.
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At three when you going to change shift, i was very happy.
Why? because no more eyes will look at me.
At 5pm when i'm otw home,
I gt a msg from an unknown number.
"I KNOW IT WAS YOU, NURULHUDA ABDULLAH. WHY? WHY MUST YOU ACT AS IF WE'RE STRANGERS? I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU TO SAY HI"
Gosh! That msg makes me want to faint.
HE REMEMBER MY NUMBER!
HE REMEMBER MY NAME!
die!!!!*faint*

September 8, 2009, 9/08/2009 08:54:00 PM

Someday I hate that i'm working as a Healthcare in Hospital.
Someday I feel proud of my work.
Someday I feel that I more shitty things than vigilent work.
Someday I feel as though I'm a maid of the SGH.
Someday I feel as if I'm paid to Lie to some people.
Sometime it's a white lie or black also i dunno.
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Nowadays I feel wierd in myself.
I'm taking this up because of my mom wants it or it's just me who want to achieve it?
I going to work with a heavy heart sometime.
Dragging my foot to 'Hell' ward and deal with nonsense nag by "kakak'.
Do i deserve those thing or it is my juke box for everyday?
Even if i complaint to some people also, they won't understand.
They will just say, "IT'S PART OF WORK"
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I keep asking my heart to stop thinking negatively but hell no.
Everything is a mix up.
Believe me or not, i'm taking taxi almost everyday.
Sometime from SGH to BB, SGH to Outram Mrt, BB to clementi.
Just name it, I've done it.
I'm almos broke now.
Thanks to my heart.