At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Tuesday, January 27
Last blogged @ 12:56 PM


I'm super bored now.
Like very very. My other family member is here.
Except for abang. He's forever busy. He has an
invitation over at his director's house, I think.
Its Ilhan's birthday and all he afford to do is being
so irritating towards me and hiding under this laptop table
and now, he said, "ilhan tak nak friend kakak,"
Yes, whatever. *laughs*
Happy Hiding, Ilhan!

Wait, he's trying to disturb me by pressing this keyboards.
Irritating burger laa he.
I'm going outside and hang out with the others.
BYE!