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:: TREASURED MEMORIES ::
.June 2005.
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.February 2006.
.March 2006.
.April 2006.
.May 2006.
.June 2006.
Juz got back from CGH. Daddy had an appointment there today. And guess who i bumped into...??
KAK EFAH!!!
Hee. Hee. It was a pleasant surprise indeed. Certainly cheered me up cos i was in a... well not exactly a bad mood but i wasnt in a good mood either. Sooo as Daddy and me sauntered into Specialist Clinic S, i realized that somehow the pretty lady in black tudung looked so so very familliar.
Sooo she was there to send her nenek. Not nenek Maimon but nenek Rubiah. Nyahaha.
Talked to her while we were at 7-Eleven. Yes Shaikhah i dah kirim salam at Kak Efah for u. I told her u missed her. Heh. And of course i told Kak Efah that she shld come for my mini get-together on my birthday. Next year.
So of course she asked when my birthday is and i told her it's on the 15th of nxt month and she said hers is on the 10th. Hoho. I noe. I noe. Sooo she said we shld reali celebrate together.
Yay-ness!!
Den she asked whether im going for a holiday. Tak laaah. Takde duit. Hohoho. June kan dah pergi. Nanti lah. Duit blom cukup lagi. Shall start saving up all over again.
The sandwich machine cheated me of my 50 cents. Yesss. It was supposed to be my change but it didnt come out. Bagi balik lima posen aku laaah. Tambah lagi dua posen boleh beli Newpaper. Haha. But of course i didnt make a fuss out of it laaah. I mean it's a vending machine afterall. Wat else can i do about it right?? Talk to it??
I tried the Tandoori Chicken Sandwich. Not bad. Cos the other option is the Hotdog Melt and i think it's kinda disgusting.
Dun get me wrong. I lurrrrrve hotdogs. Yup i do. Cos it's loooong and it looks like a stick. Heh. Ok ok. Stop right there. I wanted to say that i may lurve hotdogs but i dun like them on my sandwich. It's ewww laaah. I still lurve the Chicken Ham and Cheese Sandwich.
Tmr Shaikhah will be visiting our Big Daddy Pimp at his workplace. She told me yday wat he told her. Naz said:
"Big Daddy Pimp marah sebab belum mintak maaf"
*faints*
Ape saje si Naz tu tau. Bukan tak nak mintak maaf. Juz that we didnt get around to visiting his house during raya. Anyway, cakap nak buat open house tapi tak jadi cos he got food poisoning. Hospitalised. Ni mesti kes makan terlalu banyak sangat kannn??
So Shaikhah, when u see him tmr, call me up k?? I wana talk to him on the phone. Boleh mintak maaf sekali. Kalau tak mintak maaf, nanti i tak dapat free drinks from him lagi. Hohoho.
Sometimes talking to Ansari is like talking to a wall. I was complaining to Nora juz now. She told me that if i want smth, i shld juz force him. Juz pakse and pakse and he will give in. Reminds me of one of my mom's phrases...
"Kene ketuk, baru jalan" (she says this when im like super lazy)
But im seriously not the type who forces others. Betol. Especially wif Ansari cos im too scared. Not scared that he will scold me but it's juz not my style laaah. Macam tak baik gitu. Unless i reali reali want smth la. Like how i forced him to send me all the way to City Hall on Saturday.
Cos i believe, if u wana do smth, it has to be sincere. Ikhlas. It shld come from the bottom of the heart. Of course i asked Ansari in the train if he was ikhlas in sending me. Hahaha. He said he was. Tuhan saje yang tahu la kannn??
It's scary how Ansari and Daddy bears some similarities. Not physically of course altho i do think Ayah is hensem and Ansari is... well... good-looking in my eyes.
Their mannerisms are the same.
One good example is... they are so calm and laidback it's as if u have to make a bomb erupt in front of them to evoke a reaction. I have no freaking idea wat Ansari is like while watching soccer. Daddy certainly is a quiet man. Goal ke tak goal, he diam je. Maybe it's cos he's the only man in the house. But then again if he watches soccer wif my uncles, he's pretty quiet.
But there's one distinct difference.
Ansari's very soft spoken and patient. Daddy is impatient and raises his voice most of the time. Im used to it actually so sometimes when he scolds me, i buat bodoh je.
Thank goodness Ansari's patient. I admit, it takes quite a bit of effort to handle me. Hahaha. Sori la. The only child waaat so i demand attention la. A bit je. Tak banyak. Ansari always say i am manje. But not spoilt. And he did say it's a challenge to be wif me cos im so so very different from all his exes.
And thank goodness Ansari's soft spoken cos if a guy ever raises his voice at me, i'll raise mine too and it will start a war. Hohoho.
Dah la. I need to leave for work already. Have to draaaaaag myself to the bus stop. Work. Work. Work. Boo hoo hoo.
I wonder if the phones at work are sanitised before we use them...??
