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So during Fara`s tea party, I won 100$ Sufyaa vouchers which I decided to utilise right after, in case I misplace them or something.

I was intending to give a many-parapraphs rant but never mind. The point of this entry`s to say dat I was really appalled. No customer service, AT ALL. Rina was alright. Not the one who did the follow up after dat. If you had checked your email, you would`ve realised I had already responded you with the payment details, along with everything needed to facilitate the order. Instead, I received a couple of smses, curtly asking if I had made payments, to send a snapshot of the vouchers with my name bla bla. ALL DAT I HAD ALREADY DONE. C`mon, I replied to the number on the previous day, and I receive no response, and now I`m asked if I had made payments like as if I`m a deadbuyer. I don`t know if I am asking for a lot, but for the price they are selling their products at, I do expect a little customer service, at least. Is the business all about money making? I think it`s perfectly alright for me to expect some courtesy, considering it is, afterall, a shop catered for Muslimah.

I decided to get 2 skirts which amount up to 112$. I bought a couple of similar skirts yesterday at 1/4 of the price. If the service`s bad, I expect the quality to be insanely good.

Let`s see. But either way, I`m not returning.

Ria.

I’m willing to do anything,
To calm the storm in my heart.

Ria.

Needs to be swifter, stronger, better. Punches and kicks need to have more impact. I`ve been performing terribly so far, and if this keeps up, I might as well spend my training days munching instead.

Been spending too much. Been buying way too many bags. Coach, Agnes b., Kate Spade, and now Longchamp. Never a fan of Longchamp, but I just needed something which looks presentable, and my Victoria’s Secret tote is doing a bad job at it. And Longchamp`s pretty cheap. I`m sick of Coach, and even the Kate Spades. But I shall stop now. Come payday, which is end of today or tomorrow, I shall limit and keep track of my spending. I need to add another digit to my savings by June. Oh, I don`t buy fake stuffs, but I`ve got a fake Hello Kitty Longchamp. Hehe.

On a happier note, my hair is longer now. But the fringe isn`t growing though.

Ria.

Nothing`s ever enough. Ever.

I think its better if I just continue being the kinda gurl I had been all these years. Short skirts. Tight dresses. I think I do better dat way than try to be good.

Yes. I think it`s really better dat way.

Ria.

You get your fill to eat, but always keep that hunger.

Ria.

I wish I could take a break from life. I feel tired. Like I just wanna curl myself up in bed, and hibernate. I wish the world isn`t all about money, good looks or good grades.

I`m exhausted. Life is moving too fast for me, and I wish I could just slow it down and take a breather. I`m tired. I`m really very tired.

Ria.

I don`t celebrate Christmas, but I love the season! There`re all the nice food! I kinda blew my budget last month, and I hadta borrowed Mom some money cos I didn`t want my savings to go below the limit. I hadn`t been saving much this year but I will make it up next year. Payday is this Friday. Well, should be. So I`ve just made an order for 2kg turkey ham and 2kg roast beef. And since I`ve lost pretty much weight, and I haven`t been eating much, I think I can pig out. I don`t really like having sunken cheeks. Shall make my own cranberry sauce to go with the roast beef. And prolly make potato gratin cos the previous time I did, baby just got his wisdom teeth extracted. I think I shall spend the first few days of my leaves trying out recipes. Almost a week to go. Our holiday! Time`s passing by pretty quickly.

Way too quickly.

Ria.

Happy Birthday, baby. =)

Ria.

People. Emotions.

A mess.

Ria.

There you go again.

Being all self-centered and sensitive. You get hurt by the slightest comment, but you never seem to realise dat the comments you make hurt people more than ours. Years. I`ve endured you for years. But wad`s 6 years or so compared to my whole life? You chose to get upset over my playful comment which you used to give me every single time you see me before I started working. I thought I`m bad. I thought I`m impatient enough, selfish enough, rude enough, but you are worse. You never. NEVER, see your faults. You expect things to go your way, all the time. You said it`s difficult being you. Wad makes you so sure being me is easy? Wad makes you think being looked down upon since I was born and enduring the hurt for all my 23 years is easy? Everyone is fighting their own battle. Everyone has their own share of difficulty, their own share of pain. Understand. Maybe Mom has her reasons. Maybe Grandma has hers. Just because we don`t see them, or understand, doesn`t mean they`re wrong. And just because our lives have always been okay, doesn`t mean we have been right all along. Understand. It`s not easy. Even I am trying hard to. But difficult is not an excuse.

Ria.