Born on 11th January, in the year 1994, this girl, born to Noordin and Sariah, was given the name Nordiana, which meant Candle Light in Arabic.
With a name bearing such a romantic meaning, *cough
yourheadcough*, it is no wonder that Nordiana is a esotric romantic. However romantic
the meaning of her name may be, though, she does not appreciate anyone calling her by full. She'd rather her friends refer to her as Diana, Nona, Nana or Supernona instead. If you are, or would like to be, her friend, please take note of the last sentence.
Anyway, she is currently 14 years old, and taking a break from studying at
Pioneer Secondary School. She is in the class 2Serve7, and is enjoying herself very much there - if only there weren't any of those
pesky teachers around!
She enjoys sports, and doing reckless things that makes her have muscle cramps afterwards. That's why she's in her school's Netball club. The reckless things refer more to the people in it, rather than the sport, if you get what I mean. *Winks*
She's also involved in her neighbourhood's CC, as one of the in-charges for the Netball team formerly known as Jarrfrends. However, they're in the midsts of changing their team name. Hopefully they get around to doing it soon.
However typical she may be, from reading this short description of her life, she isn't, when you meet her face to face. Her friends, however few the
true ones may be, describe her as hyperactive, jovial and just plain
tak tahu malu when they first met her. As time goes on, it's plain to
see that although everyone has a few secrets of their own, this girl has more than
just a few.
What, did you think I was going to expose them all here? Idiot!
But enough of the bitter and sentimental things. On to the more pleasant and joyful matters!
Born early on in the year, she's almost always the oldest of her peer groups. However, that doesn't mean she acts the most matured!
In fact, she really dislikes people who try to act like something they aren't. If you're young, act your age! Youth isn't something that comes four or five times in your life - it's only once! Live it to the full.
That's what she's doing, anyway. Living her life to the full, so that she won't have any regrets when she's old and weary. She doesn't think of the consequences, and she lives for the moment.
She believes in the phrase
carpe omnioum, which literally means 'Seize it all', and tries to live by it, as much as she possibly can.
Anyway, talking about living life to the full, she also believes that everyone, be they good, or be they bad, deserves love.
Love isn't something that you have to earn, it's just there, for you to take, appreciate, and share. To share love, and to be loved, are two of the best feelings in the world - that's what Diana thinks, anyway.
That's why she's spreading the love, with her great boyfriend, Wira. Well, at least she isn't treating him like the fool that she was years back. Hopefully, they'll make it to the one year mark, and beyond. :)
Hope. Hope is a word that could hold a thousand different meanings to other individuals in the world. For some, it's the reason they live. For some, they depend on it to live. For some, it doesn't exist. For Diana? It's the very existence of Hope that makes her who she is.
Not everything can be done with sheer power, alone. You'd need help, you'd need support, you'd need the will to do it in the first place. For everything else, there's Mastercard.
Wait, ignore that!
Well, what else should I tell you guys, that you guys don't know yourselves? Well, I'm a sucker for heart wrenching romantic films, and I absolutely adore horror movies - the types that can make you scream out loud in theaters!
I absolutely despise 'Screamer' flashes - you know, the ones where you stare into the screen for a few seconds, and all of a sudden, a random screaming ghosts comes out at you full force? We've all experienced it, and I hated every God-darned second of it.
I also love classic literature, as the works are so pure, and so beautifully written, that for a moment, you could just forget that it's a book, a written work, and tears start streaming out of your eyes, drop by drop.
Don't ask me if that's happened to me or not - it's happened countless times. Well, at least I don't do it on the train.
Just imagine some crazy old lady reading a book, maybe mushy-ly titled 'Henry and Henrietta's Incest Love' or something, and suddenly sobbing out loud in the train.
Well, sure as hell that won't be me!
Cuz' when I'm old, I'm gonna be operating a ride in a circus, just you guys watch out for me. :)
Last updated: 9th November, 9.04pm.
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