I heard the phone ringing, and I was in the bathroom when I distinctively heard Younger Sis yelling to Younger Bro, "KAKAK MENA TENGAH MANDI LAH!!" (Sis Mena is bathing.) I suppose it was a call for me.

I thought it was Bestie so I thought I will call her back later. Meanwhile I texted Di, and a few minutes later I received a call from him. I was contemplating whether to answer the call, cos he was still in class. So I did.

Me: "Hello?"
Di: "YOU! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!! HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY, DEAR!!"
Me: -dumbfounded-

I had this mental picture that he was hiding behind the class cupboard to call me. Pak Sanggup!

Me: "I love you too dear." *all smiles*

He couldn't make it to see me at 1.40pm cos he needs to go back to straight. So my heart sank for a while but I just replied with, "Oh okay. Sure then." But it LIT UP after he said, "But I can make it at 4pm or at night. I don't care. I must see you today. And die-die I'll call you after school. Message me first."

My heart swooned. Never had I felt so loved so rabak like this before.

Nevertheless I was touched cos he actually risked himself being caught red-handed by his teacher just to call me.

Anyways,

Happy 1st year anni to us. Love you love you la, my dear irritating sheep.

I can't believe it is already one year for us, and counting. My longest relationship so far.


ANDDD..

Happy 6th months anni to AMIRA AND QAMALLL!! a.k.a MOMOK AND MOKMOK!!

(:

Happy day today, isn't it? I'm feeling so light, I feel like going out to smell the fresh air and enjoy the scenery of beautiful flowers and the green grass and chase the butterflies and kiss the ground....... but I can't cos on this happy day I'm actually down with a nasty chill all over my body and I'm having a merciless backache- all this started yesterday, when I starved myself till afternoon and then broke the starvation spell with Tom Yum instant noodle in a cup (with cuzzie who's not supposed to eat that cos she's sick, but eventually she did and her condition worsened) and then our uncle treated us and both our aunties to Qi Ji (pronounced as CHI-CHI, but I remained on the KI-JI) to eat the famous popiah basah (direct translation= WET POPIAH) and Sweet and Spicy tahu goreng and then iced milo. Tell me, with all these unhealthy food (bringing the F&N out in me) to start a day, you would have possibly died from inappropriate consumption and I had a nasty tummy ache but I endured it cos I wanted to sit down on the couch for 2 hours just for the sake of 'Dia'.



Spoiler.