First love is subjective.
Everyone defines it in their own way. Me? First love? *chuckles (yuck! puke now!). Well, if it is about the first person that I liked in my life; hmm I can't remember. It was years and years ago. Who was it? Kindergarten buddy? Mat piza? Mat sedara? Mat jiran nenek? Mat Kpop? Mat cikgu praktikal? Mat tuition classmate? Mat the Kampung Boy? Mat genius? mat mat MAT?
keh keh
MAT-ematik.
I just don't know how to define it.. soo I have no idea who was my first love.
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Nice prologue.
Just wanna tell you that... I've passed! Passed the computer test! Alhamdulillah. Finally, Allah give me a chance to drive in this short journey of my life. No matter how brief my life will be, I still could stand a chance to drive. Even with no license.
Well, I did drive before the computer test. ehek
Yeah, after this I could drive in a cleaner way. More legal aitee?
This afternoon, I did some cleaning while seeing Ibu cooking for lunch. This what happened :
Ija passed by; running to and fro. I watched her.
Me : Ibu, sekarang ibu tengok Ija ada macam Kaklong takk?
Ibu : Uh,, tak.
Me : Eh, takde?
Ibu : Dulu Kaklong gemuk. Bulat. Lainnn...
Me : Oh, okay. *awkward laugh
Yeah, sometimes I do feel me and Ija have no difference. But physically no lahh. She got abs and I got fat. yahahaha!
Cut that.
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1st of Jan 2014:
Ahh just lemme have a break this time. Supremely tired tired tired.
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Epilogue. Nice one.
Assalamualaikum.
