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Saturday, September 29, 2007
allowed entry at 6:09 pm

I guess no one else besides Nabila, Dane and Amin knows I've re-opened my bloggeh.
It seems like I was "M.I.A." for a bloody short while.
Hurhh.


People at home have been annoying the fuck out of me.
They have brains but they shove them up their asses.
They have eyes but they put them in their pockets.
They have ears but they flush them down the toilet.
And in the end, I'll do all the bloody work.
One thing that's killing me at this point of time is the fact that I'm MAKING my brother's resume for him.
Not enough of helping, I'm actually doing it for him.
But the process was quite fun cause we merepek-ed here and there, ton in my room with loud music, talked about people, criticised anything and everything in the world, yeah.
I thought it ended there, with us finishing the English-perfected resume.
BUT he just HAD to order me around to convert it to MS Word format and email it to 4 companies, while he's out with god-knows-who.
And now he screams at me saying that 3 companies couldn't receive the attached resume cause the file is too damn big.
And asked me to re-do it again.
KANINA RIGHT?!
It's your bloody future, why the hell are you asking me to do it for you?
But being ME, I kept quiet and re-did it for him.
Cause why?
I'm a good girl who doesn't complain much.
I'm a good sister who respects and loves her brother.
I'm a grateful person who treasures her SHOPPING PARTNER.
I swear to god I love shopping with my brother.
He'll go to every store with me, tell me what's nice and what isn't, say what suits me and in the end, I'll spend hundreds when I go out with him. CHEEBAI.
Plus, I don't need to waste money on transportation cause he brings me around on his bike XD
Conversations before he starts his bike goes something like,
Farrr: I need to find ___. At where uh?!
Bro: Aaahhh... At ___! Wanna go?
Farrr: [Gives a huge grin] OHKAY GO!
That's where the spending of my money starts.
And now I need at least 500 bucks the next time I go out with him.
Cause we'll need to lavish it on each other HOHO.
Kay, I love Mr. Muhammad Suffian Bin Jamalludin.



I was using my lappy the other day when this happened;



He thinks he's so cute lah -.-"



OH OH OH.



I'd like to wish ACHMAD FAISAL a very very Happy Belated 20th Birthday.
Thanks for being my counselor, thanks for cheering me up every goddamn day, for wasting my parent's money talking to you on the phone till 5AM, talking bullshit and making me laugh every few minutes.
There's no more "teen" at the back of your age.
YOU'RE 20! hahahahahha
KONEK DAH KECUT! HAHAHHAHAH
"Suck my balls lah." hhahah NABEY CHEEBAI.



I'd also like to wish HALIM a very very Happy Belated 18th Birthday.
My favourite bartender cum DJ!
Please please talk to the bouncers at The Clinic to let me in!
I wanna see you in action! nyahaha
Then we can drink and stargaze during your breaktime. WHEE!
AND AND maybe you can DIY an eyebrow piercing for me, while I DIY you a septum piercing.
Oh. My. God. NYAHAHA


I believe I've just typed out an essay.
Grade me, anyone? =)