AidahBurne
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Saturday, January 05, 2008
"I am pleased that you choose to be philosophical about it." :::::::::::::: is it me or are they just plain ignorance? i think its them. it's just them. the worst thing about a project is when you saved the wrong thing. stuupiid! ::::::::::::::: Ahhs yes, after i nearly fought with Henderik over microecons article, i decided i should just give in and compromise. why am i so baik? tsk. and so, i spend my morning searching for articles and writing the analysis for them. how did i spend the afternoon? i went jogging. haha. what's up aidah? no chocs for 3 months, now the sudden jogging event. healthy lifestyle or whatt? No. i'm just trying to prove the doctor wrong. i'm gonna live pass 50, dear doctor. you're not gonna tell me that i've got to go. jogging in the rain is fun. yes, it is. i had sudden craving for lots of things chocolate. iced chocolate, hershey, sundae. and wine. just cause i saw it on display. as we sat on the bench drinking cans of soft drinks, the smart ass ferhan mixes sarsi light, sarsi and sprite. the 'mocktail' as he claims it to be was passed around. i took a sip and another and went; "weird, but cool" and hamdy went; "rasa mcm berry" syirah actually said; "taste like minyak serai!" (lemongrass oil) that sort of creates a series of realisation. hamdy and ferhan went so far as to realise it smells/taste like minyak bubut and minyak gamat. merepek much? after the jog, we walked home during maghrib with the guys singing NPCC and NCC songs. it just so happened that a boy was walking behind us, so i turn and, "don't mind them. they are just crazy!" *boy looks at me blankly* and ferhan said; "wahh thank you for saying that to the masses." then i decided to be friendly so i introduced myself to the boy. aidah: "Hi! i'm aidah. what's your name?" *heard laughters in the background* boy: "arshad" he replied so softly. aidah: "ohh, are you indian?" *no, i'm not racist. just that he looks indian and somehow the name doesn't click.* boy: "indian muslim" aidah: "ohh cool! where are you going?" boy: "home" aidah: "where were you from?" boy: "tuition" aidah: "ohh, go home, dont forget to pray, okay?" and as he crosses the road, i shouted and waved "BYE ARSHAD!!" "aidah, he's shaking his head at you!" says ferhan. :::::::::::::::: 'there is a gym at Pasir Ris CC, you know' being the gedumbaks pasir ris-ans that me and syirah are, no we didnt know that. and so, we check it out. ::::::::::::::::: oh yes! done with LSM report! =) :::::::::::::::: "right now, I plan to ignore your preferences at my convenience-and, furthermore, that there is nothing you can do about it." i made a move at 10:28 PM
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