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Wednesday, June 11, 2008 @
11:46 AM


the little boy came home from his other nenek's house quite sick yesterday. he was coughing like an old man, his body was all hot, and his eyes, omigod you should see his eyes, so kesian sehh..




so he finally settled down so early at 9pm. gah and i was so looking forward to playing with him.


then this morning i heard the mum's voice, playing with someone so i looked at the handphone and it was before 6 kay. all ready to get back to sleep again, suddenly a question popped in this awesome brain of mine,
"eh mak maen dengan saper sehhh"
.......

"omigod hannan da bangon!"

and yes yes! there he was all almost-smiling (this kid never realllyyy smile kay. he's always brooding bak2 benjamin mckenzie dalam the oc. hee hee), and he's all ready to play! hahah.

though when the non-awesome sister saw me brightly awake at 6 in the morning, she commented,
"eh da bangun? ni mesti giler hannan nik"


hee hee. so the point of the story above issss... hannan was sick because he miss his 'bibik' and his 'wawa'. grinz.




the bacen: hahah sedar tak per. kay awak da balek, msg sayer jer kay. or better, msg sayer earlier biler nak ajak kuar. coz you nvr know when the mumul might be busy. =)

nazi: halo halo. that is worse. and isnt even near to the border of "creativeness". ah well, at least you never mentioned "kadek". that is worsT, with a capital T. =P

dianah: hahah dee creepy lah stepping baby talk. =P




Friday, June 06, 2008 @
10:10 PM


halo halo everyone. this is so0o overdue kan? almost a month since i last updated or even visited this blog. heeez.


first of all, i'd like to say happy 19th to my dear dear 'buntak' friend, [[rodi d bodi]].
you and [[zapi d yapi]] will always and forever be my 'buntak' friends, kay? XD






and and happy national day to my dear dear younger kakak, [[nazi d tootsy]] [gosh that so0o didnt rhyme right? gah am getting rusty] one more week and you shall get back to work. hee hee. good luck lar ehk.


anyway, i went out shopping with the two buntak friends today, but i'm still missing some pants, thus y me and buntak rodi are going down again to bugis tmrw. hee hee. buntak zapi is so0o gonna complain about the crowd if she's coming too, but she has some weddings to attend. gah. -P go and enjoy wearing your 100+ dress lar ehk.


something to share, we were from city hall on d way to orchard when we boarded the mrt and boom this one swedish guy was standing nearby and i saw him first so i started exclaiming to the two buntak friends,
mul: panas sia! omigod sooo panas!
zapi d blur: musti ah panas. kan mrt banyak orang so cam bahang lar.
mul: no0o panas lain!!
zapi d blur: der tak on aircon kot?

resisting the urge to slap her, i nodded off in the direction of the swedish guy, so she finally turned and noticed the 'panas' guy. hahah so buntak of her kan?


but poor poor rodi, she was standing right infront of the guy but facing us instead so she kept on saying, "i want to see him also!" but of course that'd be too obvious so i just told her to stand still and let us enjoy the scenery. hee hee.


but i think the guy was staring at her butt for a moment there. well, i thought so, but zapi said he was looking at the newspaper the guy sitting down was holding which was kinda just right next to rodi's butt.

ah well, halo swedish guy, next time check out my butt also kay? i'm sure i wont mind. ;)




oh! my boy said hi. =)


"what you buntaks want ahhh???", so he said.