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Can you survive
a dilemma?



An 8teen year old who has always been a struggling, but proud student
Prioritizing family & friends, she treasures them much
She loves indulging in good food and has dreams to fly around the globe
Very much interested in High fashion & hopes to catwalk down Runways
Wanna be rich one day. Photos are merely photos.
She is known to be a low-self esteem and negative person.


Facebook, Friendster (inactive),
Livejournal (slightly private) & MySpace (inactive)

Hawa Bestfriend
Ayn Liah Ainn Elle Jenny the Jen

Down Memory Lane
(under construction)
2007


2008
Get well soon, Diana,
Monday, September 15, 9/15/2008 12:39:00 pm

It has been some time since I last blogged, used the laptop and attend school. Thanks to those who spent their time visiting me at the hospital, mainly: family, relatives, the peeps in school and etc. I really appreciate your visit, gifts and warm wishes. To those who couldn't make it but still wished me through text messages, friendster comments... Thankyou. And of course, to those I told not to come, you know who you are. Am so sorry, you should know why.

Spending 10 days in hospital was really... long? It would end up an essay if I were to type everything here. So, ask me in person if you're curious. Detected it through the Computed Tomography(CT) Scan. Day after, surgery. Cried my heart out, I tell you. Next day, finally able to be discharged. Was hard to walk, reaching home was tough. So, now having again a veryyy long Mc. Super dissappointed that I can't fast, for the whole month, I guess? I miss school.(Omg did I just say that?) I miss my friends. Mum is pissed off with teacher for some reasons.

Will be having a follow up at the end of the month. Not sure when's the next operation will be held. TERRIFIED, very.

I've not gone to the Raya Bazaar at Geylang. Wait, I have gone to Geylang but not the bazaar. Just Joo Chiat Complex. On the week before I was hospitalized. HAHA! Does that count? Yah, go out with tube and drainage bag hanging out from my body?

On that Friday, Oooohhh I ate alot. Plus the day before's breakfast at Gokul with Arati. Tomyam!, at breakfast. Day after, Tomyam again. NICE ONE, DIANA! *grins* Friday, after lunch with Arati and Vaish, we headed to Town as Vaish wanted to get extensions. I was there for a short while, met Mum and Sis at Joo Chiat Complex and bought Raya bajus. ATE AGAIN. Mee Soto. While eating, Mum told me to top up on the chilli as it was not spicy. So I added A HELL LOT. SERIOUSLY, you should know how much is it if you know me well. I guess that's where it started(getting sick).

I don't know if you can understand what I've been typing. My English seems horrible in this post. Sorry, it's been some time since I last studied and attend school.

Last night, I had a dream. I dreamt that I couldn't attend school for long, couldn't sit for my Os in school and couldn't go to prom. I dreamt of my friends going to prom, but not me. Haha! Cried thinking about it. I dreamt they went to the event riding a limo. Serious. They were, Arati, Jiahui, Juepei, Fidtria, Hawa. I don't know why the sudden dream, guess I really miss them.

If this is too late, I'm sorry:
Selamat Berpuasa to all Islams dan Selamat Menanti Hari Raya dan Selamat Berbuka(?)

Salam sayang dan Rindu,
DIANA


Salam sayang,
ymB aanaeeD