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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I woke up feeling all restless and worried this morning. I sat up and sigh. I was really scared. Only Allah knows how i felt at that point of time. I gave myself a pat and looked at my sister who was still sleeping beside me. I smiled. I took out her laptop and switched it on.

While waiting for it to load, i carried my bear, Ahpe, and the laptop out to the living room. Then i sat on the lazy chair. As usual, mum sat at Iman's red little chair watching the telly. Then, i looked at her and i could tell that she knew how worried i was. She gave me a smile - trying to make me feel better, i guess. Then, her phone rang. Somehow, i could tell that it was Cik Sarimah who was on the phone.

Without wasting any time, i log in to the 'guest' account in my sister's lappy and quickly click 'mozilla firefox'. Again, i waited for it to load. Afterwhich, i went to the ITE website and logged in. At that point of time, i was having butterflies in my tummy! I say some prayers and clicked 'My applicant status' button.. and i saw this..

Syukur Alhamdulillah, Allah has answered my prayers. Thank you to those who prayed for me and gave me your support and courage. May Allah bless you and re-pay your kindness. Amin.

Now, all i have to do is to wait for a letter from SATA cause i have to go for a health-screen. Pretty nervous bout it. Heh.

I can't wait to take train rides every morning to Simei with Hafiz. And not to mention wearing nurse uniform. Hehehe. New friends, new environment, new teachers, new food, new shoe, new bag. I really can't wait!~

Although i didn't make it to Poly, that doesn't mean i can't lift up my big dream of becoming a pediatric nurse. Right? Allah has given me a second chance to prove myself that i can do better. Mum's right. Failure is a learning experience and i couldn't afford to make anymore mistakes. Once is enough.

I'm glad that my loved ones still stood by me and still supporting me. I love you guys to bits and pieces.
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