AidahBurne
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
 my fellow 2e3. :::::::::::: "Kau nie panas2 pakai jacket kenapa?!" exclaimed my mother. "Orang sejuk lah." i tried to defend myself. :::::::::::::: And yes, i've been wearing my windbreaker since afternoon. and, i know its hot. but i'm feeling cold to the bones. i do not like sore throat. i woke up only to find out that my voice went missing. "arhem arhem," aidah went trying to clear her throat. "amir!" and man, i was so relief to hear my voice. :::::::::::::: round 5.30 in the afternoon, went down with syimir to play badminton. ohh, i miss badminton like a hell lot. i miss my black and white titanium racket. then, something happened that rocks syimir's socks off! as i bend to pick up the shuttlecock, a girl thought it'll be quite fine to knock me with her bike! "sorry sorrry!!!" she said. "what the hell just hit me?! oh you!" i didn't fall, though. that should account for something. and half an hour into the game, the wind starts to blow. haiya! and now, syirah is laughing her ass off at me. "budak tu, tempat besar, aku jugak die langgar!" :::::::::::::: i made a move at 8:14 PM
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