eldest sister was shocked when she spotted the rose in my hands.
my mom thought it was from a guy.
the others were just indifferent.
and someone said i got it from muhammad...
muhammad mumtaz.
haha!
okay so it was partly through. and that is about the mumtaz part and not the muhammad. mumtaz, if you dont know, is a conservative girl. so, she cant bring back home roses or maybe all flowers in case her mom nags at her or something. but the thing is, her mom asked her to be a mina motor. isnt it queer?
oh, and because of her, people on the train looked at the long stalk of rose while i dozed off till yishun. the rose was sad. maybe because the owner didnt want it. even when i placed it in the water, it didnt bloom. it wilted instead. awwww, or maybe roses dont bloom with sad people. hurhurhur.
anyway, i got the job as a volunteer at yishun service centre! alhamdulilah. hopefully i will do a good and excellent job. insyaAllah!
ah, im still feeling tired.
i need rest. and then, work all the way.
yesterday was justttt the ultimate of fatigue.
rraaaargh!
the others were just indifferent.
and someone said i got it from muhammad...
muhammad mumtaz.
haha!
okay so it was partly through. and that is about the mumtaz part and not the muhammad. mumtaz, if you dont know, is a conservative girl. so, she cant bring back home roses or maybe all flowers in case her mom nags at her or something. but the thing is, her mom asked her to be a mina motor. isnt it queer?
oh, and because of her, people on the train looked at the long stalk of rose while i dozed off till yishun. the rose was sad. maybe because the owner didnt want it. even when i placed it in the water, it didnt bloom. it wilted instead. awwww, or maybe roses dont bloom with sad people. hurhurhur.
anyway, i got the job as a volunteer at yishun service centre! alhamdulilah. hopefully i will do a good and excellent job. insyaAllah!
ah, im still feeling tired.
i need rest. and then, work all the way.
yesterday was justttt the ultimate of fatigue.
rraaaargh!

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