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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

It's called work for a reason.

And my reason would be, because Diy is working with me! Apart from the money of course. =) And we had to clean DP DESIGN. I still wonder what DP stands for.


*Hilmi, don't start*


Look at these wonderful mess. But I tell you, we are gonna clean it up in no time. Nur Diyanah Zulpakar is a really strong girl, mind you. =)

And after that tiring tiring tiring work day, we planned a last minute birthday surprise for Yasmin's 19th since she haven't had any. Always giving us one, but never received any. Well, what can you expect. It's a half day plan and execution birthday surprise. The handmade card we made for her turned out really pretty but its a waste we forgot to take a picture of it.
Don't blame her. We woke her up from her beauty sleep at 12AM. But takpelah, dapat BONIA daripada abang Naz dia per. Happy gerl gerl.
Of course, why would I leave out this girl who would do the weirdest and the stupidiest things with me. Even if it means running around like orang gila, cleaning a whole lot of mess in an interior design company, or just simply staying out till midnight, not forgetting, getting sweaty and sticky preparing for a last-minute birthday surprise. Miss Diy of course.


And now I'm off to meet my sayang! Yey!


EDIT
So this is the handmade card! I'm proud of it okayy.

and the sweaty stoney me.