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Monday, June 22, 2009



dear mr & mrs bloggie…

Just now, I had my Grande Caramel Latte with my favourite peeps- oh dear cousins. I suppose saying I love them all would be so not new hence let me just save you the agony of rolling your eyes by displaying the happy pictures we happy people took.



By the way, there was this one annoying son-of-a-gun who was seated beside our table supposedly “teased” Cuz Kat in malay, thinking she didn’t understand. Mind, he was obnoxious and rude. Not funny, to boot. When Kat asked him "What?", he covered it up by saying a totally different thing altogether, interpreted it in English lah konon. What have you, triggered my mean streak, it did.

Just like the old times during poly days, (Note to my baby Ina: Awak, back me up on this. Kheh.), I did what I did if people bugged my loved ones. I “ribbed” him back in return. I was nice enough to be indirectly direct, if you take my meaning.
Let’s just say Shrek and Fatty Bom Bom had it good back then too. *snarls* Bitch fit!

Salasaaa partner, I protect you k. *hugs hugs Cuz Ka-te-ri-na tight tight*
Next.

Ho well, all's well that ended well.

cinta
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