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buildings with a hundred floors,
spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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breakaway
Saturday, October 4, 2008 // 10:13 PM

Mum woke me up at 7.45am in the morning. She told me to help her in the kitchen for the Open House later. Goddd, I was damn tired cos I slept at 2am last night just to read a book. She gave me a last warning to get off from my bed, I got up and she walked into the kitchen. I went to the living room and went back to sleep. "NASUHAAA!" She called out loud. "Come on, help me slice those fishcakes," she bossed me. Bleargh! I was too lazy to that, my head was spinning. Then she told me to keep a lookout for the Laksa that she's cooking. So yea, I turned off the flames once it boils. & I was busy talking to my sister and laughed out loud. Mum was mad of us for being lazy bums. Haha! To make her happy, Jeeha swept the floor and I vaccummed the carpet. We even cleaned our room, only 80% of it. It was my mother's busy morning. And soon its goona be mine, I've not done anything for my art yet. I do not know what to do.

Gosh, my cousins are here! Wheee! There's Fahmi and Irah,
but Nur Astiqa Asyura Bte Ramlan, cousin ku yg tersayang can't come ):
Sheesh, Got to go.
Please, those whom I invited, do come yea?
If I forgot to invite you, my apologies,
come if you want to.

Goodbye :D