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Friday, May 13, 2005
Topic : a surprise call~ / Time : 4:19 PM

heh. just received a call from one of my kuzzin. tak pernah2 kol ale-ale kol~

the conversation goes something like this:
kuzzin: hello.
me:hello
kuzzin:may i speak to khairiah please?
me: (i was like) i'm khairiah. who is this?( i thought it was a teacher, cos he sounded so formal)
kuzzin: uhm. u dont know me?
me: nooo(started to think of all sorts of people who sounds like my kuzzin, which i dunno at that time)
kuzzin: u shld noe who i am. dont tell me u really donnoe who i am?
me: ( i began speaking in malay) ni sape?
kuzzin: betul tak kenal?
me: tak...(den i go like) ooohh.

then i ask him to kol my house no. talk for a short while to confirm bout the tml plan. cant wait. gonna haf fun with them, i hope. =)

ohkae. bye.


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