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First of May

*smile*

I managed to to survive the First of May with no dramatic feeling. Or should I say, I didnt cry.

This morning I were walking to the Market and I was thinking I need to blog. Not only cuz I have no ears listen to me now, ( yes my stories arent interesting ) but somehow, I feel like cuz today is First of May. If someone can officially move on on this date, why cant I?

So I was thinking of why am I gonna blog then. And I have some pretty nasty idea. It wasnt myself, but maybe some part of me hiding. I know that I could say mean things, ( of cuz it will be meaner cuz people wont expect it from me, sweet little Amy ) that is why I always keep quiet and smile.

and that is why orang pijak2 u, Amy.

The Market made me happy, I didnt buy much but I got nasi lemak ( it wasnt really nice btw )

On the way back, I thought of the happy sweet little things I would blog later.

But I didnt .. up until now. I had my nasi lemak with Abg Tony, was watching back the first Iron Man movie.  But since the nasi lemak was pretty lousy, or I had issue with food currently ( pms maybe - I cant stop eating) so I cooked fried beehoon.

And enjoyed eating it with Abg Tony again :)


Things got a bit blurry then, I cant remember what I did, but my colleague did say something nasty on our whatsapp group chat, I replied. And he defended himself, I wanted to stop it so I said Whatever. You know when a girl said Whatever - she meant "Fuck off!"

I think he knows.

Then I watched The Avengers, and got online on the precious little thing called facebook, read the timeline, depressing.. seriously depressing. Logged on to Blogger, read some subscribed blog post and was a bit inspired, you know who you are... and here I am.

Basically I forgot what I wanna say, maybe we can start tomorrow.. :)



p/s - I dun like the cooking show - French Food at Home

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