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▲ The 3rd post for the day.
Monday, August 24, 2009, 8:42 PM

i just couldn't stop touching, digging my nose. is like there dust all over it.

today buke, i managed to help my mom get the table ready, do the drinks and ade la lagi. oh, before buke, i think at 430, reached home from fetching my little brother. when we stepped into the house, our conversation start.

L.Brother: Kakak tak puase eh?
Me: Huh? maner ade.
L.Brother: Abeh tu cake pat atas meja tu?
Me: *laughing on the inside* Tak la. Entah.

was making drinks for buke, again things like this happen..

L.Brother: Ayo..
Me: Aper?!
L.Brother: *smiles*

anyway, went to check my phone before buke. saw temanku punye miss call. so msg temanku saying, "Nie terpicit ke aper?" then temanku called me back asking me to let die tau if da azan. jadik, i said okay. BUT after a few minutes after the azan, i then called temanku back telling die da buke. abeh die said die tau.. sedih shey fyqa. mcm tak gune gitu.

"temanku, sorry eh. alah, awak pon ade teman lain. tu pasal awak da tau." *if you can only read this.* (:

tomorrow schooling. some more it is tuesday. *sigh*

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