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TIQ.
I don't describe myself.
Sunday, February 11, 2007

6235-35-35..KFC DELIVERYYY!!!
I sure enjoyed my lunch today because I got Kentucky Fried Chicken sent right to my door by a mysterious delivery guy that never looks up and kept looking on the floor from the moment he said "KFC delivery!!" till he passed me the change.Phew.That is one long sentence.
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Anyway,Mimin's coming over to my house tommorrow before the outing.Woooots!Cant wait sia.And Diy and Naddy can tagg along.But girls,mind my room,it turned to a pigsty yet again because my sister is really one messy little girl.
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My house right now looks like a gedung kuih tat.Bottles of kuih tat(Pineapple Tarts) are lining up at my living room.My mum's making it for someone.One rich Cina.Dia nak buat mandi agaknye kuih tu.Banyak seyy.I think he ordered around 10 or more bottles.That is exclusive of the other normal customers' orders.So want it or not,I have to help her.Menggintil inti(kay that doesnt sound right) and putting cute "bird-like" shaped flour on top of it.(if you people get what I mean).And also cutting of tracing paper to layer the tarts.
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Some stranger called me this afternoon.
stranger:Hello boleh cakap dengan Atiqah.
saya:uh.yerr.
stranger:Atiqah?ah Atiqah?
saya:yer ni Atiqah.ni siapa?
stranger: Ni liya.
*liya manelah pulak..
saya: uhm..Uh?
stranger-who-called-herself Liya: Ni Atiqah mana?
*Oh you called my house and asked im which Atiqah?Nonsense.
saya:Uh.Atiqah mana ape?
stranger:Ni Atiqah Si Ling Sec eh?
saya:No.
stranger:abeh?
saya:Temasek poly.
stranger:oooh.salah nombor lah kalau gitu.
saya:erm.
*tahu takpe.
stranger:kay sorry paiseh paiseh.
*mugcow berbual minah.
saya:takpe takpe.
*tooooooooot.end.
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I have expectations,I wanna be the one you call.
And I want a conversation,But you dont know me at all.
Hold on tight,I am.IM A REVOLUTION.
chignon.