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and i thought it was gonna be shown here from the 22nd. so with a humongous balloon filled up with bubbles and bubbles of excitement and sheer delight, i trooped down to J8, with another happy camper only to realise with utter shock and disbelief that it'll only start screening here on the 29th onwards.

what a great way to burst a balloon.

thot of catching Brothers Grimm instead but the timing's all wrong. and a VCD of a movie that i wanted was out of stock. and transport fee all wasted, the mood's all gone, went home and buried my head in the ever- reliant and dependable soft and cushiony pillows.

and that was Thurs. which marked the end of OC for this season. and what a dramatic way to end it ! hoho. i cant wait already for the next one. but it was so so sad too. what with Kirsten going off to rehab. she's so lucky to have Sandy as her husband. so patient and understanding. i want a husband like that too ! haha. but thats totally another story. heh.

and the song, An Honest Mistake, by The Bravery was played too. i like ~

LOST was great as usual. but a sad ( teary ) episode, on the Koreans. and this two can really act mann. nice ~



so Fri being yesterday.
went on a shopping spree with sis darling and mommy dearest for our Raya shoes and handbags ( !! ) smangatz gitu kann. headed to Seiyu at Bugis and got our stuffs . . i like ! heeh. i know somewhere in the previous entry -ies, i did mention that i dont feel that excited yet for Raya, but now i am ! haha. its all about the mooood. and last night sis and i were saying how we miss hearing the Raya songs on the radio . . . but ! puasa belum lagi beb . . heh.

and this fact is the truest fact anyone can think of. women can really go nutso bananas over shoes and bags. its like you turn left, or right, take a step back, or two to the front, there'll be a woman turning this shoe over and over again, or another trying out a pair while trying her best do a balancing act, or another sitting comfortably on the comfy seats waiting for the salesgirl to come with a new pair.

but trying to find a suitable pair that suits your taste and is comfortable at the very least, can be really trying.

we also got a yellow baby dress for dearest kuzzin, Siti Aisyah, which is soo tiny ! but soo cute too ! haha. cant wait to see her. gosh. i think i wont even recognise her. i mean the last time i saw her was like what, a year ago? and she was still a baby, not yet having her own features or looks. and you know how babies are. they all look alike. so now, who knows? she might have curly locks like her bro, who is just soo adorable, or straight hair like her mom's, or . . . i dunno.

had a late lunch at BK ( mushroom swiss ! ) and rushed off to pray at the Masjid Sultan. so dah terlanjur, solat Asar skali ar kan. but there were these makciks sitting around outside the tempat ambil wuduk nyerr area, chit- chatting away like there is no other better place to chit chat like that. and when i wanted to enter, tuk amik air smbgyg ar kan, ya rabbi, tengok semacam seyy. ape? orang tak pakai tudung takleh masuk sembahyang ker ?? ish. like whateverr.

but there was a funny incident inside. i had already taken the ablutions, when this makcik entered. so she was standing in front of me, and suddenly she started making those sounds like when you're going to throw up and she was covering her mouth [ i presume trying to stop the sick from coming out ] and still making those sickly sounds, while i was standing face to face with her, and didnt quite know what to do. truth be told, i almost laughed [ i mean she really looked funny, but if she had really thrown up on me, i dont think i would be laughing, much less find it funny uh ] but that would have been really in- her -face. she looked confused, trying to decide where to deposit the sick [ didnt know that when u're in that state, you can have the time to make a decision ] but she ended up being sick outside the toilet. like whats e cubicles in the toilets are for. but sis said it was bcoz she couldnt stand the smell. and i was wondering what smell coz seriously. all of us in the toilet didnt seem to have too much trouble breathing. but before i could respond, the makcik came in again, this time armed with a toilet spray and she started spraying the air, all the while muttering, busuk betul la, busuk betul la, but with such gusto that the air got so thick with the fragrant smelling stuff that i really couldnt breathe.


now im thinking how this whole chunk of a paragraph would look like in that tiny square of my layout.

like a whole chunk of a paragraph.


there were some tourists who wanted to enter to have a look around, but the later- part- of- the- afternoon- prayer was starting soon. and so they were barred from entering. but e guy who was in charge was rather harsh on them. i mean, lembut2 la sikit biler cakap tu. kang nanti dorang terus tanak masuk kang. dah baik tuu dorang nak indulge themselves in our culture. but had to brand us as hostile plak, due to some irritated man who prolly didnt have a filling lunch.

took 170 home. and me being me on a bus ride. ape lagi. sweet dreams ar. and according to sis, sampai ternganger- nganger. haha. whoops. but tis alrite. all around were old pakciks and bangladeshi pple i.e no cute guys la. they can only be envious of me for having the chance to enjoy my beauty sleep while they stand on already- tired legs . . ok im being mean. but there was a mini- raining incident in the bus. and sis got drenched in her sleep. ok partially. but too lazy now to elaborate further on that. heeh.

and Survivor last night was so dirrty ! eww. but it was hard work trying to pry these eyes open till eleven.



there'll be a showing of the Raya concert this Sat 011005, for tix at $20. thinking if i should go. coz the four guys will be singing too. wanna hear if they're really good live. heh. and who knows. i could be sitting next to Herizal or sth . . haha. right.



to the peeps taking e As.
ALL THE BEST ! !
BREAK A LEG ! OR TWO ! !
: )