Nobody got enough sleep and everyone was fucking exhausted. But you know, people get really excited that things like rendang takes higher place than other puny things like mental retardation due to starvation of sleep. Not that I hate Raya, I just prefer sleeping better. I didn't even know half of the things that I said to those people.
But it was amazing, thanks for coming everyone.
Then I slept and dreamt of a metal T Rex eating nails and buildings. Somehow deep down, beside the corrosive acidic feeling I have in my abdomen from the sambal, I have a hunch that the T Rex is warning me to not get too attached. Where hormones are involved, you can't trust anything.
Friday, November 27, 2009
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owoh trex! ganaz nye!
i pulak dreamt my gigi patah! tgh traumatized lg nihh. huhuhu
how was raya haji?
anyway adikk ape ur no. ni i kol asek x dpt. i ade 2 noshas in my fon; 1 nosha another 1 nosha new. both x dpt ble kol. msg me ur no kt fb ke ok. nk kolling2 babe!
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