pay day....pay day....its pay day again.....

noo....nooo...noooo spending...must save...must save....but maybe i shall spend...just a little....a little bit only.....i m sure dear will be fine with it.

well.....guessed what? who i met at the bazaar? well, two days before, i met Aidil. Aidil, the guy who is in the same tsanawi class as me during my Muhammadiyah's day. many of my friends were saying that he looks like my dear zul.....hmmmm....not really after taking closer look. what makes them look alike are their eyes. both of them got deep but small eyes.....

well, apart from Aidil, guessed what, i met Farhan. yup, Farhan, my primary school classmate. well, he changed....a lot...not the quiet, quiet farhan....felt very happy getting to see old friends......it makes me feel that i m getting old n times are really to be valued cos once its gone, it never comes back again. n what's more is that farhan do not exactly remember me but he remember my dad's name n he even remembered that we sat together in class.....(something which i don't actually quite remember)

woman...will always be woman n they can never be separated from polluting the air with jealousy...