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Tuesday, October 24, 2006


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hello everyone.

Firstly Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin. I sincerely apologise for my actions and any harsh words said during the past year. Hopefully everyone is enjoying their sambal gorengs, rendang, ketupats and whatnots as much as i am.

& not forgetting the green packets as well.

As i'm typing this post, the girl which i will always see at my neneks house on the first day of hari raya is such a joy to look at. & the best part is, she's in the living room. Yes, an eye candy. I asked mom how are we related and she goes on blabbering, nonetheless we're are somehow related.

the conversation went like this :

me: ma, who was at our house just now? wak pat's sons right?

mom: yes boy.

me: and how are we related again?

mom: wak pat's my aunty, therefore her sons are my cousins.

me: so how am i related to their daughters and sons?

mom: *ponders* i don't know, but you're somehow related lahhhh.

& i tell you, the girl is adorable. Did i tell you, her dad asked me to visit their house this year. hehehe, perhaps i will, since i didn't do so the last raya. (:




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