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Pertama sekali saya lupa nak bagi kredit untuk post The Vampire Who Ate Garlic For Breakfast tu. Post tu adalah buah dada fikiran Encik Nuzul jadi terima kasih kepada beliau. Dia ada tulis versi cerita dia tapi dia tulis dalam YM dan saya malas nak print screen/copy cerita dia sebab ianya adalah terlalu panjang dan ada sequel pulak jadi kalau nak tahu apa dia punya version pergi peluk kaki dia merayu suruh dia tulis. Okay?

Kedua, saya adalah tidak lucah. Hahaha.

Ketiga, saya bukan manusia kedekut. Cuma saya sedih makanan habis tanpa pengetahuan. Housemates, tolonglah jangan takut nak ambil makanan saya. Bagi je tahu kalau nak makan makanan saya dan ambil sahaja. Saya pun takkan minum susu awak *ini kedengaran sangat sangat wrong hahahaha*, ambil cheese awak dan makan apa apa tanpa kebenaran seperti roti dan tuna. Fair and square okay? Ini merujuk kepada post sebelum ini.

Keempat, saya masih lagi tidak lucah.

Kelima, pagi tadi saya pergi baca kembali post post paling lama dalam blog ini. Saya adalah sungguh lame ya. Sampai sekarang juga sama, jadi tak perlu ungkit kembali zaman mengeja gila sebagai giler, zaman tak reti guna huruf besar di awal ayat, dan macam macam lagi dan zaman mabuk percintaan hahahahahahaha.

Sekian, terima kasih. Oh malam ni Nisa Hazirah tidur rumah saya lagi! Nisa Hazirah adalah gadis liar sekarang ni hahahahahaha :p

Comments

nisa' said…
awak ni, ishh maluu i HAHAHA. oi nisa tido umah sewa ko ke, apa?
Hawa Power said…
yup. rumah sewa. sebab dia gadis liar maka keluar kolej sampai pukul 11.30 malam hahaha :))

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