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Sunday, July 5, 2009, 1:51 AM
Hey there, This is my 1st blog.. and im wanting to post all my crap out.. But i just dunno how to start... haha! let me start with myself before judging me.Well, i dont speak or even type chim words ok. U can laugh at my phrase if the words dont cum out right.I'm a single mother. I dont have the figure of a "anak dara" body. Cause i eat alot, & i don't believe in diet. Hahaha! "No la" the reason is i can't control the temptation of the delicious goody good food. Yum2.. "Now i feel like eating already".. Hee! Anyways, i got 2 active & adorable boys, they were born 2 years apart. My eldest son name Aqil. His 6 years old & Born in December 2003. As for my second son name Aniq, His 4 years old & Born in June 2005. They went to the same skool that is Almukminin Mosque. Don't ask me why at the mosque. Well, My mum wanted then to skool there to be taught & learn some religious lesson, so let it be.
Im attached, well, rafie is his name. We've been together for 2 years+.. His been with me, ever since the divorce with my ex- hubby, back then 2 years ago. But before that, i do have someone in my life, but that dosent count i've broke up with him, after when i started to met rafie.. we've been thru ups & down together...ya, just like any ordinary couples.
I've started working a few months back. That is on the 1st April 09. After the long & hard days to get a job. Pathetic, all need mandarin speaking. Sorry, no Offence, hor. It's true, got to admit.Gosh! guess what job did i get.. Customer Service Officer.. Jln Ahmd Ibrahim Topup Booth. Yeah! I like it there, they all good people, fun to talk with,can get along well though. (I'm talkin about the staff girls) not the makcik.. I dont talk much with the makcik, i dunno..
U know why i wanna start this blog,cause mybe it can be so call use as a "diary". But diary was meant to be a secret & personal between u & the book.. But, its not a diary, this is blog, dat my frenz get to read & i can share sum horrible, happy, emotional, crisis, loving experience story bout me.
Well, that's about it..