The blast from the past

Assalamualaikum n Hello darlings...
If u r reading this entry now, a big clap to ur shoulder coz alhamdulillah we have made it through again this year...
I was browsing through my nostalgic diary when my eyes caught my diary back then in 1997..
Hemm... cant really figure out how old were i on dat time of d year but honestly i dont really want to remember much my sophomore year in highschool...
Argh d memory, the tremendous admirers,kakak angkat abg angkat nenek angkat n d list goes on...
And of course same goes with the frenemies...
Filem like *mean girls* creeping to my mind right now..
Yes, i remembered being an outcast,i remembered being *pulau, i remembered being hugged by a true friend who stand by me n teach me d world is not dat small.... for d true friend dat i've met along the way (u know who u are) i pray real hard to Allah for sending u guys to me...
Its not easy to be a teenager back then...
Always being judge and ended up being judgemental...
Today, i still feel d hurt...
Hubby always said, *by they r only teenagers so dont take it too seriously..
I was like seriously????!! (Ada nada dendam di situ)..
Noooo la... i moved on n i think these ppl have moved on...
Although im still friends *(u know FB is  very good at connecting ppl altho ppl that we refused to connect with!!!! pftt)..
I'm still very careful on everything..
And if i bumped into d list of kiddos *wic i-hate-d-most* back than i try  well simply to ignore or run!!!
No hypocracy NEEDED!!
Very very very immature of u ozelin!!!
I hope boo n bam will have smooth n sailing teenager time in future..
Maybe just like d golden boy daddy ok*
In short, whatever d past makes us today...
Kids teenagers n youngsters who r reading this, life is too short to focus on material things..
Boy crush girl crush that doesnt really matter....
U own ur destiny plus Allah plan for us..
For my dearest friend.. yus,izzah,atty,mimi, sham, naja n kak ana, terence,gg, ita,.kema.. u will owez have a love spot in my heart...
I used to admire gorgeous looking girls with gorgeous working bag while holding one cute baby on her other hand...
No eyes judging but only admiring eyes on u... stay dreaming n inshaa allah dat girl might b you.
To my frenemies out there... sokay, thanks to u i have become d girl dat my parents, hubby and kids are proud of..
If u have ppl repeatedly badmouthing u or owez *tak puas hati, just move on n enjoy d ride.
If they start talking, means u have something that they dont..
Lets give them *something to talk about shall we~
Tq again 4 reading this entry~