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Sunday, June 18, 2006

Woke up around 8 plus in the morning. Got dressed and waited for Umairah at the usual bus stop. I was supposed to be a kendarat for kak Siti's wedding today. I've asked Umairah, Hilma and Zakiah to help out. Umairah and I went to Hilma's house to fetch Hilma and then the 3 of us went to block 35 to wait for Zakiah. She was half an hour late. Kak Nor, told us to eat first before all the guests came. The food was really great especially the sweet and sour fish fillet and the ayam masak merah. We got 20 bucks each for the kendarat thingy. Overall, it was fun giving out chocolate coins to small kids. The rest of them gave out boxes which consists of a glass mug each. Besides that, we were to pick up dirty plates and pass it to the guys at the back whose washing the dishes. I hate going back there but I had to..because my uncle had already told us that if we spot any dirty plates, we would have to clear it. Everytime I went to the back, I got teased by those guys. Gross..Anyway, got to chat with my cousins for a while, about O'level, school, future and such. It was nice talking and joking around with them. Despite the fact that we seldom meet each other. Me and my friends went upstairs for a while to freshen up a bit. Then, I met Azi downstairs to pass the berkat to him *smiles widely*. However, I felt bad because I made him come all the way to block 34 instead of me sending it to his place. I would if I could but I was still on duty at that period of time. Plus, to top it all off, he sent me a message wishing happy 6 months anniversary in the morning and I replied to his message only in the afternoon. Now I feel double the times bad ): My handphone was not with me until my break time. Oh yeah, Zakiah told me that I was glowing after meeting Azi..hah. I can't help it. I tend to smile whenever I receive an sms, a phone call or be it a testimonial from Azi and I don't know why. At around 6 plus, my friends went home. Me and my family went up. By this time, I was dead tired and sleepy. I asked my mom to put aside some of the food for Azi since there was still a lot of leftovers left. So, she packed it specially for him..heh. On the way home, my dad stopped the car along the road while I sent Azi the food under his block. I was rushing, my dad was waiting by the side of the road. Furthermore, he wanted to catch the World Cup match. So, I didn't get to talk much. Overall, my day was fine and not forgetting tiring.