woke up to get started on my honey cornflakes so i cud bring it over to zasir's house for buka tonight, but, BUT BUT, it was so unfortunate that i wasted so many hours lazing pigging in deep sleep. 3 pm sey. then my mum and mum's friend chopp the kitchen already because they were cooking up a feast. cried because i tot she'd gimme 10-15 mins so i can melt my margarine and honey, but she just ignored (or prolly forgot) then it came to 5 pm. no time kann. and i already promise zasir's family i'd give them the cornflakes this year.

then my parents were leaving the house to go Adelphi meet my brother get his new electric guitar. i was sooo bingit. finally my mum suggested a brilliant idea which is to bring the food cooked over to zasir's house. that made me smile for awhile.

got ready, took cab and reached his place for buka. in short, i love his family. looooooooooooveee it. all this while, i feel like dying whenever i go his house. But with every visit, i feel at home. :))

and my boyfriend has a tendency to show his TLC infront of evrybody even family members. hahahahaha even when we were bukaing, his leg was soooo gatalllllll. ya allah. i was soooo afraid the parents or aunt/uncle would notice it. bbbbb kalau u baca nii, tolong laaaaa i mintak ampunnn. ok but i still love u.

that was sunday.

and then last thursday, i told u i was meeting my lovers. firdaus ur sucha bitch for duping me, ok not me, US! at least call larrr. ok that aside, met these girls for breakfast at Al Majlis and had a greatttt time just talking with them. picture post eh! naz MIA. :DDD

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