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Friday, 2 October 2009, 2:33:00 am

so boring that bf is not updating altho he is online. urgh. guys.
ohwell. i guess i have to do the job lah kn.

guess wat i had an unplanned meeting the nasirudin's session.

it was so unplanned i tell u. i was not prepared mentally. altho i hope i dressed appropriately. lucky nvr wear skirt that day. phew!

so the story goes like this...

i met rahmat as usual. went to clementi to eat. but rahmat with his tummy always wants to shit. he is full of shit i tell u. literally ah. and he needs his home jamban and no other jamban. so the plan is i wait for him under the blk while he go shit. then go eat.

UNDER THE BLK, *jengjengjeng*, we met his mum who was waiting for the hubby to send her to giant for household shopping. and this rahmat leave me with the mother. then go shit.

shit btol.

panic sia. so here am i stuck with his mum under the blk. the first question the mother ask me ' Baru balek keje?' I was like err. tak keje. maseh skolah. then baru she was like oh.. nie eh..

then the usual talk about nie. the pay.
then there were awkward pauses. and this rahmat took like forever to shit. shit rock i think. not helping at all.

i panic cause i dont know wat to ask. then i start to ask about the mother's job as a teacher's assistant at a special school which was a good move i tell you. haha. cause it is like the only common interest: teaching. and we talk alot about it. she stress cause got some autistic kid bite her. BITE HER i tell you! haha! cute!

then my father in law sampai. oops. the father sampai. oh wait. before that when i run out of subjects to talk, i talk abt the cucumber my mum ask to buy. action lah like dont know where to buy. the when she know i wanted to buy cucumber, she ask me 'Ikotlh skali pegi Giant beli timun!' I was like 'WHOAAAHHH' She called rahmat to ask abt it. rahmat say no. smart!

after that. ok now the father comes into the story. i salam the mother then off she go to meet the father. and i cont to wait for rahmat, relieved. hee.

after a few minutes, the mother came back and say that the dad ask me to follow, just get inside the car, later he talk to rahmat. *whoooaaahh* so obediently, i tag behind the mother and sat inside the car.


then after another few minutes, clueless rahmat came wondering wher did i go to. haha! and i was in the car already. ahaha! so to cut story short. i went grocery shopping with the nasiruddin's. even had dinner with them.

what an experience.


rahmat's parents very nice people. after that send me home some more. 'Kirim salam kat mak bapak ye' So nice the dad. very very very nice people..



my shagged bf who is suffering from insomnia.


kesian.




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