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.Monday, July 23, 2007 ' 8:36 PM x
I cachinnated, while making an attempt to shed my tears. That annoying
mighty-eyed secondary two boy participated in the Story Telling Competition!
When he first walk across the stage, I grinned and clapped my hands loudly.
I cheered and scoffed at the same time, nudging my friends and fidgeting on
my seat. It was not much of an exhilarating event until.. " Good afternoon.."
Until we get to hear his squeaky yet sengau's voice! IT WAS SIDESPLITTING
I TELL YOU! The trio kept on guffawing silently just because Mr.DetentionMan
was standing there stiffly, trying to grab misbehaving students. (OMGOMG!)
Seriously man, if you were to be in my shoes, knowing about this SEC2 boy,
you will crack up. Since we could not get ourselves to burst into laughter,
we had to sink it in and hide it from Mr.DetentionMan's killer eyes. I was all
teary-eyed, 'pfff-ed' while laughing, took out my spectacles and pretended to wipe
the lenses when my motive was actually to wipe away my tears. I mocked his
speech silently, making Akif laughed uncontrollably. Haha, I cannot help it.
Today's assembly was a BLAST.

And then, yesterday. It was my mama's birthday right? We reconciled.
I know, getting my emotions flaring is not going to benefit me. When
I glanced at her on sunday morning (hummed 'sunday morning rain is faling..')
I felt a pang of guilt within me. My visions went blurred. I cried.
So I resort to hug her and kiss her Happy Birthday. She was surprised.
We began talking, and papa sent me to madrasah since it is raining.
I gave in. I apologised to her once more. " Ma, I'm sorry. "

I treated her Ben & Jerry's! With my aunty and cousin along. I treated my
aunty sempena her birthday on the 6th of july. Ice creams are like, $25.
And I am dying to buy that Ben & Jerry's Tee at $38.00. I will save up for it (:
Imah and I had our goofy outing alone, abadoning the rest. We tried out
every single perfumes, smell the goodness of it, laughed, then we tried
out different shades, laughed, I acted out as a KARIPAP with a shawl and a
shade, and we laughed. We make use a lot of our nose yesterday. TO smell.
I had fun (: I bought this fake eyelash at SaSa! And when we got home,
my mum was so eager to try it on after me. "Eh, cepatlah try, mama pun nak!"
LOL. "Mama ambik yang lagi satu lah! I cuma try satu jer per." "Tak nak. Mama
nak yang kau punyer." Then we laughed. I was busy talking on the phone with
Qamarul when.. "Yan, besok belikan mama eh yang macam gini punyer." Super LOL.

Oh, during our trip back home, we could not find the ladies. We had to control
our bladder from bugis to boon lay. But, with my constipated look, my mama
decided to drop at jurong east to crash the toilets. We ran from the escalator!
Like a scene from the Amazing Race. & It was hilarious! (Hahaha.) Well,
yes. Obviously, I had an excellent sunday (:

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