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Sunday, October 26, 2008
how come we're afraid of dying but we're not afraid of doing all the sins?



the other day, i had a dream that i broke my tooth. old people say, if you dreamt you broke your tooth, it means that someone around you will die. so when i had that dream, i thought it would be my grandfather. coz he's been really really sick for the past few months. and now, he's like on his deathbed. moreover, his been uttering 3-digit numbers. the other day, when i went to visit him, he ask " no. 102 dah balek?". we'll just laugh it out and said "dah".

so anyway, when i had that dream, i thought it would be him. but i dint tell anyone. then i started worrying what if it was someone close to me. like zaini...or my parents..or my friends..! then this morning, i got a call from nadia, my pri sch friend. she said 'sardine' mom passed away! (innalilah wa innalilahi rajiun)

'sardine' is my pri sch bestfriend. her real name is sadrina btw. i was fucking shock ah. just a few days ago i asked her how her mom, she said she's doing fine..and suddenly, the mum gone! sedih kan...

then i started to think, what if it happened to me..confirm i cry like shyte sia eventhough i dunt like my mom. you know, like the person you see everyday suddenly not there anymore. and some more its your MOTHER. if you get what i mean. sedih lah sia....

i hope 'sardine' is strong enough to go thru this. and hopefully, she will change to a better person! less clubbing, less drinking, less sex! ahahahkz!




okbye!!




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