AidahBurne
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Saturday, December 29, 2007
true enough, i think the brain's half concious. woke up at 9.30 and fall back again to sleep since i thought i had nothing on. madeline's sms woke me up and i realised i had meeting. clock reads 10. the meeting's at 11. i figure, if i were to pen down every single "idiotic" stuffs that i do, my future generations would have died of excessive laughter or too ashamed to admit they're of my bloodline. take today for example, as i was going out of the library project room, i opened the door with such force (thinking it was a heavy wooden door) and let it go, only to have it hit the wall swung back and hit me in the face. samantha looked at me with such utter shock written on her features. then there was yesterday. which is damn merepek. just go visit Insyirah's blog lah ehh. she has made it her mission to embarass the shit out of me. ::::::::::::::: berwin said, i've got to control it. gotta control my temption. i think so too. i brought chocolate chips to meeting. then i went on to buy potato chips. and i finished everything on my own. while peer teaching them and listening to them teach. on the way home, i bought Caramel Frappe. and walked all the way home from interchange. sipping frappe while walking at a leisurely pace alone is very very relaxing, okayy. try that when you're stressed. especially when the wind gently caress you. hmmm. i actually stop and stare. Not. i stop to observe people fishing. =) one man caught this big white pomfret fish. ::::::::::::::: Oh yes, children are freaking weird creatures. i swear. they're not normal! i was crossing the road to pasir ris central and this indian man holding his daughter's hand walked pass me. to my horror and amusement, the girl was sleeping! and yet, she was walking. you might have overlooked the fact that i was crossing the ROAD. :::::::::::::::: at Giant, i sling my arm over Mama's shoulder and whispered to her, "ehh ma, check that guy out, he's wearing a women's clothe!" humans are getting more and more confunded over their gender. ::::::::::::::: watched The Messengers when i got home. i pretended to be a ghost who desperately needs help. dropping my voice to a raspy whisper, i lean in close to syimir and said; "helllpppp... heelllppp meee... i need the toilet but the bulb is faulty! pleeaassee i need to shiittt." that got him into a fit of laughter. he went in between his uncontrollable laughter; "kau nie nonsense ahh! merepek! pergi lah toilet!" you probably do not need to know this but, i really need the toilet at that time, it was maghrib and the bulb died out! and i was a little spooked out by the movie. and there is no way in hell would i go to the toilet in the dark, during maghrib and risk seeing someone else's reflection on the mirror! i do not need a repeat performance. ::::::::::::::::: i might have burst syirah's ear drum when i shouted in her ear. wasn't my fault really, the ghost in the movie should be blamed. there were a few times when i went; "ARRRGGGHHH!!!! Fuck!" or "bloody ju-on look alike!" then sekali ending, cerita mengarut. cheated me of my feelings really. ::::::::::::::: and so now, i wish to go to sleep. cause im preety dead on my feet. ::::::::::::::::  as i was telling syirah, 'izzul's head look misplaced.   seems like only aidah (the cousin) knows where to look it gets pretty confusing when there's 3 phones aiming at you.  like, sempat aja makcik aku nie yer? and there'll be more to come from Kak Nisa. thank you, insyirah. :::::::::::::::::: i made a move at 7:39 PM
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