sometimes, i'm amazed with my mouth. TSK! i mean seriously, i don't think anyone out there will spew out 1001 string of vulgarities at their mother when they're angry right? (ehhs! hello, i'm exxagerating only hor! i didn't spew 1001. i only say ONE.) i think my mother also very fun. i forgot what vulgarities she threw in my direction.
i feel so fucking sad. but excuse me ehhs, i said sorry to my mother. okayy maybe not. i didn't say anything ahh cause i was too busy crying. HAHA. i just stand infront of her and hold out my hand to salam her. (is anyone interested to make a film yet?) and then my mother refused to accept my apology. my heart actually broke. wahhh.
after my grandmother coax her (& me cause i initially refused to budge that is until Abah shed some tears at our atrocious behaviour. HAHA. my family drama oi!) then my mother took my hand and i salam and she hug me and we lived happily ever after. THE END.
haven't yet lahhs! of course, did i mention while i was crying buckets full of tears (actually the tears dropped on syirah's uniform cause i was ironing her uni for her) my grandmother gives me love advise. -_-. ohh yes, which also reminds me (more like a revalation) that my grandmother long time ago while Hitler was still alive knows that i have a boyfriend and think its funny not to inform me that she knows. WAHLIOOEHHS! so now that she finally reveals to me that she knows, she interview me like i'm applying for matchmaking service gitu. okayys, if you think i was going to continue you are gravely mistake. this one too private & confidential already.
yes, you can safely conclude that that was a weird turn of events. that my family is very drama mama and weird. and that i have an extremely WEIRD day.
we all thought LPB was in a honeymoon. then like FINALLY she announce that yes there indeed would be a project and that she uploaded it. what she has neglected to include in her announcement was that we need to hunt for our project. gerek right my life. my project is missing. goodgrief.
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ferhan, i'm sorry to say that the white shirt you bought for me that praise my dad was horrendously destroyed. HAAA. the gravy spilled on it. it loosk very 'nice' with brown streaks all over.
i think tomorrow i will go buy myself a bib (thats what you call that thing that babies wear when they're eating, yes?).
& now my gossip girl refused to load. TSK!
i made a move at 9:10 PM
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Aidah Burne
I'm staying here until you make me move