Thursday, October 18, 2012

Nurfadzlin Syafiqah Razali

MySpaceBefore I start anything,
I'm sorry not to call you by your real name,

Pajel, I never wrote a post about you and you ONLY;
so, this is my er... 'kind-of' effort to show how you shine and fine and... whatever <--crapping

She’s a tall skinny girl, with eyes, framed by long lashes, were a bright hazel and seemed to brighten the world. A straight nose, full lips - she seemed the picture of perfection. Had she smiled, the world would sigh with contentment. Had she laughed, the world would laugh with her. And had she wept, the whole world would want to comfort her.

Pajel said that she has a great sense of music. Well, that can be trusted. I love her taste for music too. Whenever she has a song in her head, that song will echo in the house because everyone else is singing it. Oh, not only in the house, at school too; I’ll be the one singing of course. Often, Pajel sing Korean songs because they are OBVIOUSLY cleaner than English songs, more meaningful than Indonesian songs and uses good Hangeul than Malay songs that use bad Malay. You know, songs nowadays uses Malay like it is their father’s language -.- But of course, there’s always a good song in every language.

The sixth daughter of En Razali has attitude beyond words. To tell you she’s the nicest girl in the world, I would be probably lying but I can say that she is the nicest friend I’ve ever had. She wears hand socks even when she wears baju kurung. She covers her ‘aurah so perfectly that I feel so sinful when I meet her. She advised me about many things; studies, family, boys, etc… She always reminds me to control my sight, which I didn’t listen most of the time, of course, and many many many more.

The two hundred eightieth word is about Pajel’s family. Her mom is slightly shorter than her, fifty something but really looks younger. I don’t know much about Pajel’s father but Dinie said he looks fierce.  Down to her brothers, I literally know nothing about them except one of them is named Fariz or Faris? Oh and one of Pajel’s brothers is at New Zealand right now, which is Akmal Faiz, I daresay. This man or should I say boy, is VERY VERY HANDSOOOOOME. AAAAAAAAAAH. I’m jealous of her for having such a great brother. In the other hand, she’s really jealous of her brother. Fadzlin’s sisters are in UIA and Mesir. You know what? I can imagine their cuteness. Her one and only younger sister sat her UPSR last month. I’m very sure she’ll get 5A’s. With that, I need not say. Pajel’s family is one of the most successful families on earth.

Yes, I’m very bad at using words. I’m not Dinie nor JK Rowling nor other famous writers. Nonetheless, this essay I made proves that I think of Pajel, even at home. There is something I would like to say, despite your senility, goat-ish and grandma-ish way, you still are, my very best friend. I really felt that a year of us isn’t enough. I want to spend more time with you, Insya-Allah if we are schooling in the same school next year. Of course, together with Dinie, Aina and everyone else.

Do I need to post her picture?
Even if I don't, I still want to.



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