Bodoh bodoh.
Some posts were just not meant to be posted. Bodoh bodoh.
Short story simple, On wednesday Kakak kirah, kakak ya, sahar and me went to iftar at Beach Road. I was a copy cat and had what kak ya had, Mutton Chop and Coke. There was tulang and it was red. Red red tulang. Kakak kirah had a cool technique to get the som som out. More graceful then my moms ketuk on the plate kuat kuat style.
On monday i also had iftar outside which makes me come to conclude that i may spend a third of ramadhan break fasting outside. Met sarah and yusof that monday. Then took a bus home from the macdonalds near Joo Chiat. No more geylang. Please?
Fat chance. Dikir practice tonight. Going after dinner at home. Tomorrow, Panjy's Majlis Iftar at Mark's Place. Segan. Only me going of the 5 newcomers from the school's team. 70+ people going i heard. Their keturunans/keponakans/apprentices all going. Not used to these Big big "family" gatherings.
As you can see i have me messing around with IrfanView. Maybe a spanking new template some time soon..
This's just in: My sister is suspected to have spent $8 voting for the singapore idols. Mampui. Yesterday the show had songs from Michael Bublé's album. Actually half. Funny me and angel thought of each other. haha.
Thy shall paint thy dirty wall - Ten comandment no. of housekeeping.
My wall's dirty. I'm bored. No paint. Got angry when my mom said my dad will supervise. I m not five anymore. Just get the paint already.
hmm.. what to paint.
Not looking foward to hari raya. Why? coz im in the holidays and it seems my mom sees a big "free labour" sign around my neck. I'm tired of doing things. And its always me. Always.
How to style my hair ah? i just dont know what to do with it. haha. Maybe back to mangkuk/GI/NS hair is better.
Ku tanam padi, mengapa padi tak jadi,
Lalanglah juga yang tegak berdiri...
Pahlawan Putih
Some posts were just not meant to be posted. Bodoh bodoh.
Short story simple, On wednesday Kakak kirah, kakak ya, sahar and me went to iftar at Beach Road. I was a copy cat and had what kak ya had, Mutton Chop and Coke. There was tulang and it was red. Red red tulang. Kakak kirah had a cool technique to get the som som out. More graceful then my moms ketuk on the plate kuat kuat style.
On monday i also had iftar outside which makes me come to conclude that i may spend a third of ramadhan break fasting outside. Met sarah and yusof that monday. Then took a bus home from the macdonalds near Joo Chiat. No more geylang. Please?
Fat chance. Dikir practice tonight. Going after dinner at home. Tomorrow, Panjy's Majlis Iftar at Mark's Place. Segan. Only me going of the 5 newcomers from the school's team. 70+ people going i heard. Their keturunans/keponakans/apprentices all going. Not used to these Big big "family" gatherings.
As you can see i have me messing around with IrfanView. Maybe a spanking new template some time soon..
This's just in: My sister is suspected to have spent $8 voting for the singapore idols. Mampui. Yesterday the show had songs from Michael Bublé's album. Actually half. Funny me and angel thought of each other. haha.
Thy shall paint thy dirty wall - Ten comandment no. of housekeeping.
My wall's dirty. I'm bored. No paint. Got angry when my mom said my dad will supervise. I m not five anymore. Just get the paint already.
hmm.. what to paint.
Not looking foward to hari raya. Why? coz im in the holidays and it seems my mom sees a big "free labour" sign around my neck. I'm tired of doing things. And its always me. Always.
How to style my hair ah? i just dont know what to do with it. haha. Maybe back to mangkuk/GI/NS hair is better.
Ku tanam padi, mengapa padi tak jadi,
Lalanglah juga yang tegak berdiri...
Pahlawan Putih
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