I been punked by LAME.. Damn u LAME.. haha… OK, actually he did not go TAIWAN for reservist and there is no reservist at all!!! He punk me because he want my address to send Hari Raya card!! Since last week I have been chatting with him, he keeps on asking me to sleep first because he needs to write “WASIAT”. I’m so gundu percaye kan dier that if you’re send oversea for reservist you need to write a “wasiat”. His reservist is on Monday. He calls talk to me as usual. He sends me messages and asks me for any last words. It seems so real. He asks if I have received letter from the government regarding his “wasiat” and stuff. Damn it lor..

On Tuesday, I go to work as usual. After work, I open my Post Box and Tadaaa…. There is an envelope for me. Again I thought it a letter regarding his reservist “wasiat” But it not la kan!! Inside the envelope there is another envelope… Damn it. I was smilling to myself. I thought it a Hari Raya card. Reach home, I read the card and DAMN it!!! I’ve been punked by him. And all these night when he told me he needs to write wasiat, is actually to make me a card!!! Gosh.. Im touched instead of mad.

He sanggup take urgent leave on Monday just to make sure that I believe he is actually in Taiwan. He does wanna bumped into me at work!! Haha.. Amalina been punked!!! I’m so stupid la kan.

He surprises me at CDC with his friends. He saw me fall down and stuff. Tuesday is the worst practical. I fall down so many times and I skidded while doing my figure 8!!!! We went to Kembangan coffee shop for some food with his friends. Reach home around 1 plus.

My sister is being such a sweetheart. He makes for LAME a card. He was speechless when I gave him card that my sister make. My sister sleeps at 11 plus just to make the card!!!

**Thank You Aliim for the lovely card. I’m touched by your action. I know you have been trying your best to cheer me up and to forget my past. You have been treating me so good. You have been motivating me that there is more to life that I should look forward to rather than wait for something that will never be mine. Thanks for listening to my whines, cries and laughter... Thanks for cheering for me during my "race" day.

At least now, I look forward to going to work and wait patiently for the clock to strike 1730!!!**