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.Monday, July 2, 2007 ' 1:36 PM x
HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Grant it please?

The 17th year old, nettlesome, roaring and puerile. Her wishes to meet
Barbie up-close was achieved, as she can easily spot one at any department
stores. She heard insults from people, who hated the way she mixes around
with boys in her class. How Barbie Society would not last and hurtful remarks
on my physical apperance. She believed that these people involved, should
get their own life and mind their own beeswax. They, in addition, should
purchase a duct tape (those for wires!) and seal their mouths in order stop
them from blabbering. Behold! The Chairman of Barbie Society and Admin Head
of 5N1 for going-to-be 5 years (:

How it began:

For starters, it began with my mama and papa. I do not take up Biology,
so it is not worth explaining. Grew up hopeless and totally different from
her siblings, I knew I was crackbrained. I have made full use of this
disability, and make the minds of others affected. I remember playing
spacewars and supersoakers with my brother. I recall being a mother
to my sister when we played 'masak-masak' and me being tolerable to her.
I am a happy kid. Living a happy life, taking happy tests and exams and -
OH FUCK! O LEVELS! Damndamn :(

How I first started making friends in class/school:

Terry sat behind me. And we chatted. Sabri, cracked some silly jokes
and we chatted. Billy remembered me from his primary school, XNPS, and
we chatted. The social circle was soon spread out and yes, I was a happy kid.
After school, Harith and I (known each other since Pri 1.), decided to
stay back after school to explore the stalls. I started out by, speaking
in different slangs (Indian, chinese, Eurasian and Hermione-style). Akif,
who sat nearby laughed at our direction. Since then, we approached him and
now we are known as THE TRIO. Or.. momok. Akif: Beyonce, Harith: Anak Buduk
and Ilyana: Mins-Tapered. Respectively it means, Cik pon, Toyol and pocong.
We have our own codes, and laughs. We are unique. Till now and maybe next
few years, we will still be BEST OF CUCKOO FRIENDS (:

My first crush:

On my own classmate. He knew about it too. It is funny telling you
people this, now. And then came the Yishun Guy. And the guy younger
than me. Aww.. cute memories. Then, it came to a point where I met more
friends, participate in activities and write songs! (:

Appreciation to:

My mother, who have taught me well, given me hopes and encouragement,
being a great mother and a BEST GIRLFRIEND, shopping, spending our time
together, share our deepest thoughts, smiling, laughing, crying.. In short,
I love her (:

My father, who have taught me well, given me support to improve in
my studies to be a better person, bought me stuffs related to Technology,
being a great companion and a GOOD FATHER, sharing ideas & IT knowledge.
In short, I love him (:

And special thanks to Abang and Adik, for being there when I needed you (:

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