AidahBurne
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Sunday, December 16, 2007
Take a breath and softly say goodbye. ::::::::::::::: *aidah is sorting through her emotions now.* i happily spend one hour yesterday browsing through gazillions of Heroes photos. and look what i've found.  please, mr producer, won't you be a dear and please save Nathan! anyway, accompanied Syirah to Loyang Point to get the HP DVD. :::::::::::::: to today..morning was fine. mum screamed at me while i was admiring my Don Flack on t.v tsk, how could she?  [hot alert!] i for one, knew and understand her social disability but must she expect me to one day grow up like her? of course not. and, don't ask me what came into me, what possessed me to be so utterly rude, but might i interject here for a second, at that point of time i find it of utmost necessity to uphold my right and thus, i screamed back at her. i can't seem to erase the image of her from my mind. the look of extreme shock and if i may be so bold to say, bewilderment? yes yes, bewilderment would do. i've never shouted at her before. slam the door yes, screaming '*******' at her, never. appalling behaviour, aidah. but, abah was a great asset there, really. he had one arm around my shoulder asking me to calm down and to stop shouting. hours (in reality, i think its less than 2 hours) after that shouting match, syirah and i made our way to Central. i've got my chocolate mr slurpee and garlic bread from 7 eleven. went to my uncle's place. and the most mind-numbing incident took place. ian; "kak ain, tau main chess tk?" me; "tk. checkers tau." fida'iy; "ha?! tk tau main chess?! mari kite ajar." and so, i sat down for a chess lesson taught by an 11 years old and an 8 years old kid! oh, i forgot to add, syirah had to be taught too. after 5 minutes, feeling supremely confident, i said, "ehhs, move your knight here lah, take that bishop!" and i was shot down with a "how many times must i tell you? cannot move your knight! later this pawn will take that knight." *insert a deeply deflate confidence* then syirah went; "okay let me get this straight. *points to chess pieces* this is king, queen, bishop, castle, pawn and horse?" naturally, i laughed; "horse?! haha, knight lah!"  [another, hot alert!] so now, here i am patiently waiting for Asian Idol, Man U vs Liverpool match and Chelsea vs Arsenal. must i tell you which one im supporting? obviously not that red devils, and not that team captain by Gerrard and definitely as hell not the gunners. hamdy is there to support the gunners. by some coincidence, i actually caught Mike singing I Believe I Can Fly on Asian Idol yesterday. he is so adorable! haaa! and today, my grandmother was the one who actually told us what time Asian Idol is. yes, my grandmother. her knowledge caused syirah and me to shoot each other a look of utmost confusion. unsuspecting 60 years old. catch ya later, mike! ::::::::::::::::: i still feel miserable. i still haven't talk to her. other than giving her a nod, a stare or a monosyllabic answer. i mean what in the name of all that's dark and daunt is going on here. my aura must be out of balance. ::::::::::::::::: Just take a breath, and softly say goodbye... Labels: here we are, so softly say goodbye i made a move at 8:27 PM
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