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    Tuesday, October 19, 2004

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    tetiba aku rase nok tulih dalang bahase ibunde aku. cakak dang tulih dalang bahase tranung. ahahhaha dulik la orang dok pahang. janji rock..

    sakik goh la perot aku ari ning. dok leh puase aku ari ning. hurm.. cuti bulanang. nok wat guane. bukang keje kite, anugerah tuhan.. aduh.. td gi curi² minung kat blakang. horlick. keh keh keh.. bimbang gok kalo tetiba boh ke abg rahim ke masok. malu sepoing. kemaring kutuk boh aku dok ingat dunia, ari ni aku plok curi² minung, makang biskut.. tp tu la.. sakit nye dok tahang woo. tegang jek perot aku nih. pinggang sakit. kaki sakit. semua sakit. rase nok muntoh jek. rase nok guling². kalu aku ade kat umoh ni konfem bergolek dok bangung² doh nih. ih beh kalu ade minyok cap kapok ke, tuam air panah ke.. sakit nyeh.... macang nok nangih je rase...

    ni la derita kaum hawa.. eh doh bunyi mcm maroh ngan ketentuan nih.. bukan maksud gitu eh. sakit bulanang. x dok ubat nok stop kan nye. terima la seadanya. ade hikmah bukang sesaje. ni ade budok laki hok aku jumpe duk pelekeh je mende² gining. dok tau ke sakit nye kadang² bleh rase macang orang nok bersaling, beranok.. betol. bukang gura². mmg sakit gile. gi la tanye kat mok or bini mung semer. tanye sakit nye macang mane.. so dok payoh la nok kutok² aku ponteng puose. aku tengoh sakik ning. kang aku sekeh blake semer.. ih ih

    aduh.. lambak nye kul 5.. nok balik. nok baring. nok tido...

    aduh.. sakitnye...


    haVin'  thiS  FOoLish ThOt  at  4:15 PM

    5 Comments:

    Blogger Empty Dead Soul comment...

    Nok balik tido ker nok balik makang tuh? Hahaha...

    10:15 PM, October 19, 2004  
    Blogger ladywada comment...

    to ludi: nak balik tido laa.. sakit woooo.. guling2.. hanye yanie dan kami2 yg sakit je tau...

    to yani: moh la kite mkn kat stor.. ahahha.. kang tgh ari kite mkn same yek. aku rase nak mkn nasi lauk gulai daging le, sama sambal belacan, kerabu skit, ulam pegaga skit, sama acar.. ngan milo ais.... perrgghh... meleleh la..... kuang kuang kuang! ludi xleh join! shuh pi main jejauh... ahak

    9:39 AM, October 20, 2004  
    Blogger Empty Dead Soul comment...

    Ekeke... Tau la sakit... cian dia... tapi nafsu makan dia... isk isk isk... Seram!!! Nak kesian pon tak sampai hati. Huhuhu...

    2:36 PM, October 20, 2004  
    Blogger ladywada comment...

    ahak ahak... jgn la jeles ludi.... ahak!

    2:45 PM, October 20, 2004  
    Blogger Empty Dead Soul comment...

    Hehehe... takde. manede... orang tak jeles. Nanti dia ganti pose orang leh makan banyak2. Err... Kalu tak ganti same2 la... Huhuhu...

    2:57 PM, October 20, 2004  

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