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.

So, met Syakirah under her block at around 3.30. Went to th masjid, Syakirah took th brochure, whatever thing that is. Found out that you 'd have to bring a photocopy of your parents i.c and birth certificate and also $72 and a photograph of you, passport size. Sh didn 't know that was all needed.

So then it started raining super heavily. At first we were standing looking at th rain if we should run in it, or just wait. We decided to run. So we rann. Th sandals I was using is super duper lowsy. It had no grip. I fell once and my butt hurts badly. Pfffttt. Then we were like super drenched when we reached her block. Th paper sh had with her was drenched too. Haaah. Then sh lent me an umbrella and sent me to th busstop. Decided to meet again this Friday to take her picture at WS for th teens alive thingy.

Hugged, then headed to th library. Returned th half-drenched book I was carrying. Borrowed cookbooks for Hazirah and borrowed 3 books for myself, but NOT cook books. Not interested at this point of time. Kay, then bought green apple red tea! After a loong timee. Then went homee. Reached around 4.45.

Left 2 more clothes to iron. *Pheeeew* Hazirah says we 're going to Soul Garden this Wednesday for dinner for Cik Din 's Birthday, coolio!

Haha, argued w Irfan just now, kept nudge ing each other until he got fed up? and he went offline. He started first! Stupid. World seyh, talking to girlf kepee? Later th girlf unlucky get him. Haaaah, kay tak baik. Someone 's grounded, so it 's no fun.

& Youuu, yes, I was th first you told when you were w him, then now I 'm going to b th last to know that you broke up w him? Don 't you trust me? Can 't you share w me like friends share their personal stuffs w friends? You 're drifting apart from me, mayb it 's me. But I don 't want it to carry on this waaay. I can 't think of what 's gonna happen when th year ends. I want us to b like th first time at orientation. Damn, those sweet memories. Well is up to you anyway, our friendship 's, 'at th rocky end'.

:S