Greetings, Atiqah's th name. Call me whatever you want, I don't give a shit^^ add 2 to 3, then to 4 and 5 and that's my age! Not older kay :/ I'm sorry honey, but forever is never.

Day 5 of puasa,
was at rumah Opah.
Cause opah passed away.
)':

It was like, around 8, papa woke me up.
I was super sleepy.
Woke up, bathed, got changed.

Reached there, read Yassin.
Then communicated with Abang Fahmy like we always do.
Heh, too tired to talk.
Then we were told to go down.
Kissed Opah.
That one already cannot tahan.
Tears rolled down.

Then prayed, and th mayat was brought to th masjid.
The guys went for friday prayers.
I slept(:
Then around 4, went to th playground.
Abang and Abang Fahmy met us theree.
Went up, read tahlil.

Then sat upstairs doing nothing?
Buka, prayed maghrib, read Yassin.
Isyak then trawih.
Was kinda fast actually.
Finished around 9.

Went up, took pictures.
Played 'teacherteacher'.
Heh.

I was th lousy teacher.
Abang was th gay student.
Like th army days guy.
He 's not tht bad.
Abang Fahmy was Mutu Tambi.
Th guy who sold prata with th Indian accent.
Super kelakar.

Laughed till I cried.
Heh.
Then, time to go homee.

Today, buka at rumah opah again.
(:
Amirin looks like Khairul!
I 'm going to force him to take a picture with me.
hah.