Finally,after a week of procrastination i managed to finish the book by Sophie Kinsella during my boring Japanese class.To me it was an amazing book, since i love to dream a lot..marry the rich and so on.And she made it so beautifully.It made me laugh and smile at the same time!If u fancy gurl power and shing shing kind of book, this book is a must.I had stop buying books for about a year ago before my life turn upside down.The last book i bought before this one is call Anne Frank's diary.It's kinda touching although by reading it i feel a bit suffocated.Well..but now i think i should be sticking back to my buying-books-habit rather than buying-shoes habit.
So..Can U keep A secret?hahah....Interesting questions.or should i say..do u do white lies?I know not all secrets have to be a lie but most of the are..reading the book make me think a bout my self.Yep..i've been keeping secrets from my parents, my boyfriends and my friends. I know that i am supposed to be honest but..ermm..sometimes..there are few things that we should keep it to ourself..to avoid confrontation and probably to please people.But it's kinda difficult not to spill it..once in a while it will be spill and i have to bear the consequences.
i went back to SA to help mom bath all my darlings and we had lunch together.While driving the car, she glance at me..especially my thigh and she gasp..
"oh my, u are getting fatter..even aunty Fatimah told me she hardly recognize u coz u have full(did she actually mean fat?) cheeks"
i was like..shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttt..i knew i was fat and so far my diet plan didn't go anywhere.huhuhuhh...i tried my best to remember that i should do simple exercise everyday instead i only remember to consume more fat everynight...just before bedtime.Tsk..tsk..Maybe....maybe i should go clubbing tonight..just to loose my weight..or my fat thigh..it's a good idea isn't it?
speaking of my darlings,dad finally succeed to catch ZUES, the pedigree siamese(or stupid siamese i should say) after he ran away for about 2 days.Stupid cat..i will never forget the day he bite and scratched my hand..and let it bled even though i knew he demands for his freedom just like me.It's not my fault he's beeing kept in a cage but he is the one who doesn't know how to behave..plus if he was freed..mom probobly will cry finding him trying to copy other cats eating rubbish and leftovers from the dustbin.On the other hand,Fluffy is so getting horny that when i tried to pat her, she wanted to mate with my hand and she keep following Pete around even he is now nuetered.how horny is that??
Uncle Zahir have cancer.Lungs cancer and it has spread to his body that u could see a big lump on his back.I was mortified,even we are not that close..i was nearly on tears when mom told me the news.Not my own uncle..the one who always teased me while puffing his cigar..cigars..yep..that's what make him what he is now today.Even people know that smoking is bad for their own health but still...maybe they are waiting for it to happen to themselves..as i am writing this i am also trying to remind myself..to stop smoking..and also..i realized i haven't been seeing my family for quite a long time..i must attend all my family gathering..i must..
i didn't call azam at all yesterday till he called me with a very weak voice.He was having a high fever..and i was having a good time..his voice was so..sad coz he said the day before he got sick he was waiting for me to call him and he missed me so much till he got the 'missing-u-fever'.I dun care if he is lying to me but the idea of him lying on his bed,looking so helpless with no one around make me suddenly want to fly there..to comfort him..to take care of him.I told him to go to the clinic to see the docter instead he said he didn't need a doctor what he needed is a warm hug from me.I called him after that to check how was he doing and the first thing i woke up this morning, i did call him again.From his voice,i knew he was happy..and i was happy to know that he is happy.Afterall he is still my boyfriend.
Friday, September 05, 2003
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