new day, new story.

Okay, ENOUGH with being so emotional. I shall turn my emo mode off. I swear to God I'm not going to cry hard anymore. Why? I woke up this morning with my eyes SO sepet and I can barely open my eyes! Sheesh! I don't like that! Hrm. Anyway, I guess I just have to get over the fact that I've lost a friend who used to be there for me all the time. Like she said, I'm on my own now. But if she ever comes back, my arms are wide open for her. :)

Anyway, yesterday, I went to Seremban Hospital to visit my little cousin who got hot cooking oil spilled on her. On the way there, it was SO boring, my little cousin, Baby, were camwhoring all the way from PJ to Seremban. Mwuaha.

i love that spideynecklace

We were both pretending to sleep. :s

okay, sangap gila okay.

Don't ask why.

:)

Okay, enough of that. Malu siod. Anyway, there. I was so nervous because I don't know what to expect. I mean, I'm scared to know what kind of condition my cousin is in. I was so restless, I tore my pants. HAHAHAHA. Bodoh siod. That was truly stupid. Thank God it was on the bottom of the pant, somewhere near my lace. Hrm. I was too kecoh. ;p There, I saw my helpless little cousin, Ira, lying in the bed, with her hand wrapped with bandages and all. Wyres everywhere, she can barely move. I pity her. Even I, who have lived for the past 18 years, have never ever gotten any stitches, bandages or tube punctured in me everywhere. Sigh, poor little girl. I wish I could turn back time. :/

She couldnt even smile. Okay thats stupid.

poor baby girl.

her skin was all burnt, and became bubbly and filled with past. :S

Sigh, I pity her. I guess, kids these days should be banned from going in kitchen. Or maybe teenagers too. *Or maybe people MY age too! :D Haha.

*trying to find 1001 excuses to tell my grandma why I shouldn't enter the kitchen. ;p

Okay, see that boy ? He was on his way to the operation theatre with his dad. And guess what happened to him? A rubber eraser got stucked in his left earlobe. How come? He was pissed at his friends who were making a lot of noise, and he thought by puting in something in his ears will reduce the noise. But it turns out otherwise. So he has to undergo a surgery in order to take the eraser out of his ears. :S That is one scary fact. :/

Sigh. Kids these days.

Anyway, Ira was then sent to the Operation Theatre because she has to scrub all the pasts off her body in order to allow her new skin to grow. *YOUCH!* It is like scrubbing kertas pasir on your PIMPLES! Shit man. Thats horror. I mean, for a girl HER age, thats unbearable. I couldn't stop myself from feeling sorry for her. My grandmother gave my aunty a goood loongggg lecture *like what she always do to me* and my aunty was so down. I wish my grandmother would just stop babbling for once.

Maksu was comforting Ira before she go the O.T.

Hmph. Enough of that. We left the hospital right after Ira went in. Pityy herrrr! She's soo young and helpless. Sigh. Now I'm scared to become parents. Or maybe I should go for parenting class. Mwuahaha. Not gonna happen.

After that, we went to my aunty's restaurant somewhere near the Hospital because Mama was fasting. It was almost 7pm when we wanted to leave. So yeah, thank God my aunty own's a restaurant there. :)

Mama
Uwan
Gedik

Mee Hailam Sodap. ;p

Rows of soups.

The restaurant's future owner.

I had my marellous Mee Hailam, and best gak la, its like a family's recipe. ;p heheh. We left at 8pm and arrived home at 9pm. Cool innit? I went out with Iman and Aiman at 9.30pm to buy Nasi Lemak from Sri Chai and fought with her along the way. Rawr.

Off to lunch. Taa.