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i write habitually as a way to verbalize my far too complex thoughts which are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences that complicate life unnessarily.


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Thursday, July 10, 2008 7/10/2008 02:11:00 PM
yesterday the boy came down to picked me up after work. With him holding a topman bag, covered in 7-11 plastic bag. looking at it when he swings it while walking, i curiously asked..

(let me remind you, we are very the malay)
me:eh ape tuu?.
him: your chocolate lah.
me:chocolate?. nak!! tapi asal dalam plastic topman se? banyak nye plastic plastic.
him:bukak je lah makcik.
me: (unwrapped plastic and screaaaaaaaaaaaam!!) DS!!

the plastics were the rapper.. how original my zuli. heh.

and he got me cooking mama for my first game too!!

wooooohooo!
u-uh u-uh! u-uh u-uh!
wooot-woot! woot-woot!
(dances around naked)

thank you super love. (: