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c Monday, November 5, 2007 ' 1:24:00 AM d

weird end to a senselessly busy week. spent a whole thursday sleeping in. and i mean sleeping in; i finally woke up at 2pm. yes ma, 2pm...was in the garden the whole of friday sampai i missed a lunch msn appointment with izyani. saturday started late too with the blessings of a very exhausted husband. he wasn't well so i played the dutiful wife and accompanied him in bed heheh a full session of manic uploading of pictures onto photobucket and msngroups straddled my weekend. plus i successfully godeh2 my blog template. it actually looks pretty decent now. also watched the redbull air race before a light round of housekeeping saw me through my sunday where i was so mentally exhausted i came home without the oranges i bought.

learnt a lot of things this weekend. interesting fact: red bull DOES give u wings. well, almost. a man took 8 cans in 5hours and suffered a heart attack. luckily for him, it wasn't his time yet.

it was apparently time for 3 people known to a sista of mine. i won't say the 2 young lives were lost before their time. i was brought up with the notion that when He calls, u WILL answer, ready or not. so stay strong, girlfren. haf faith.

also found out a fren of mine, her husband is suffering from cancer. i'm not sure if he still has the cancer. stage 3 but he's ok after treatment, whatever that means. the info is never accurate when the source tells u it's a secret and no one is supposed to noe in the 1st place. but this girl is a fren. i've known her a long time. i should call her. but what for? show of support? i'm not supposed to noe in the 1st place. this is a very confusing process. i shall wait.

for now, pray for those who have left us. and for ourselves.

~aishayang~





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1 2 buckle my shoe
3 4 shut the door
5 6 pick up sticks
7 8 lay them straight
9 10 a big fat hen

which the butcher increased the price of



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