ERDINA.

Monday, November 24, 2008

hillgrove open house.

yesterday was the open house.
and guess what.
i found out something that to me is scary enough.
someone loves me too much.
haha, no largh/
i don't know about that.
but that someone make me his WP. okay so this is what happens.
i was sitting at the NPCC booth with *** and the rest
then, ima said to this someone "ehk, lend me your phone"
of course in malay.
then she showed me that someone's phone.
i was like, so "OMG", what the hell is wrong with this someone.
that someone got two P and its meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
i was like i thought we're just ______
so the first person i tell is of course BFF, and BFL.
so, they were like "omg, ERDINA!"
okay enough already that only these two knows.
and i'll never tell anyone else except my sister.
im quite close to her nowadays.
compared to last time, everyday without fail
we're always fighting about something./
ALWAYS, i tell you.
then, i love this part the most.
when diana came, she and rohani were like so secretive.
they won't tell me whats going on. so i sat there quietly.
then rohani came and take me hand.
then diana surprised me. they got a present for me. for my birthday
weeeee`
they're really sweet i tell you.
they got me, this really nice i don't know.
lateri take a picture of it and show you.
then they put it in this red box(my mother said"wah nice argh")
filled with sweets(seriously, they are like hoping that my teeth will rot)
so much sweets./ very sweet of them, i tell you.
i really like the present. "Glamorous Queen"
haha, ok nice argh.
and i love them veryveryveryveryveryveryvery much(:
best best friends i could ever have.
just so you know BF, " i don't need a boyfriend when i can have great girlfriends like them"
*sigh*
yeah, i love faizuli. he's cute. very.
so, let the whole world know that i like him.
but who cares, i mean he's not as important as these two gorgeous girls.
of course i want him, but still i don't care whether i have boyfriends or not.
im not that desperate ^^
those two is enough for my world to move.

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