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Ive got a throbbing headache that refuses to go away. And simply cos it refuses to go away, im awake at this unearthly hour. Sheeeeeesh. Went to the kitchen to have a glass of reali cold water cos i actuali woke up drenched in my own perspiration.
Bleah
Ewww
Did i have a nitemare or smth??
Ahhh... I bought myself my own digicam yesterday. No wait. It's technically Wednesday already so that means i got my digicam yesterday yesterday. U noe the day before yesterday??
Wahuahua
So now im like $489 poorer. Bleah. The dwindling bank account. Faster la my tuition pays start coming in. Then i wun feel so guilty anymore. Gawd. I cant spend anymore till the end of the month.
Ok ok. Still have to pay for my share of Lulu's birthday present which i checked out yesterday (Tuesday) and also my share of the dinner if it surfaces. Insyaallah. Alaaaah can Ansari like pay for my share for everything??!! His payday is in like 2 days time and im sure being in camp, he doesnt spend much money outside.
Eh wait. He wana get the new Square Cut Jeans in the exact same colour as mine so that we have matching jeans. Bleah.
Anyways
I reached home at 8pm, and only my mom was home cos Ayah still wasnt done with work. Bleah. I simply dun like to be home alone with my mom. It has been like that for a few years now. Juz that i dun reali mention much about it here. If u noe, then u noe. If u dun then it's ok. I dun wana touch about it now.
Sooo i quickly made myself a BIG cup of milo and ate my dinner (my first meal of the day actuali) in front of the tv. Then i washed up and went to lie down on my bed. Sooo i drifted off to sleep after i smsed Ansari my goodnite.
I bumped into Nora juz now at the traffic light between TM and the mrt. Yes. I nak jumpe Abg Dol tapi terjumpe adik dia pulak. Siti Jenab terserempak dengan Siti Melor. Hee hee. Macam nak cubit je si Siti Melor tu. So cute.
Ahhhhhhh
I can feel the whinings creeping in. Eurgh!! This is baaaad. And i cant blame it on PMS so that makes it much more worse. This isnt the time to whine Az. No it isnt. Tooooot.
I sent Ansari all the way to Boon Lay just now. As i sat beside him and felt the heat radiating from his body, i felt reali sori for him. Then as i looked at him, all quiet, i felt all the more sori for him.
It broke my heart to see him so unwell and yet despite having 2 days excused from the rigorous training, he was still feeling sick.
Bleah
I saw the needle marks on his arms and suddenly i felt as if my own heart was being stabbed.
It was funny though that he was asking about my school and my weight and stuff by showing hand gestures. Haha. Nak main charades eh?? Dah sakit tu rest je la. Tak payah tanye khabar i.
Bleah
Please let Ansari be well soon. I cant bear the thought of him being sick in camp. Please.
