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Friday, November 16, 2007 @
11:26 PM


i dont know if today is my break-down day or what larh kan..

started when i had a brief meeting with the teacher and came out of the office feeling worse than ever. i guess raina sensed that and she then tried to poke the truth out of me, which i bacenly brushed off and got her kinda upset. hee hee. so yeah i got a little bit emo but of course, no medicine can beat raina singing that she... er.. love me? +_+ heheh.


"*finish singing the last line* and i mean it mul" =)
[raahiinah]


just got off an-hour-long-conversation-phone with rodi, most of which i generously let her talk about her day but it was bacen kay sharifah radhiah when you started to get into more serious topic and got me over emo. hahah. dont do that again aite.
but if you do, make sure you're physically there to give me a hug, or just an arm squeeze. =)


"kau slalu cakap ko suker drama, now skarang ko da ader, ko tak suker pulak"
[sharifah radhiah]




ok. on a brighter note! like waaaaaaaaaaaaay brighter, since our meeting ended up late and the whole place had gotten dark and really scary, i scored a lift home from a passer-by lecturer. whom, i must mention, i dont even know who he is. and neither does gary apparently. we dont even know what to call him mr--?? so we settled with sir. and carried conversations as per normal throughout the journey. but the weirdest and funniest story is that when the teacher found out that me and gary are EI students, despite the different levels, he started telling us something

mr--?? : you know, got this one muslim girl from EI, she very smart one, always top student.
*******continue to talk about her******** so do you know her? *look at us both*
gary: *long silence, slowly turns to the back* is that you mul?
mul: er... *in a low voice* i think so...
mr--??: *quickly turn back* oh mul! right! of course. i didnt see your face since it's so dark.