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sheyrasidik
read me if you can.
about the girl-next-next-door.
who is she?
Nursyahirah A.S
hits 26 years of age when November 2013 comes.
loves to read, sing, gigging, jamming and hangouts.
would love to travel around the world.
passionate about music.
friends and families mean everything to her.
..last but not the very least, i'm Married.. to my job. (:

affiliates
the people around her.
DylaAhmad AzuraLisha NanamiLyana Dee KakWani AbdulHakimHj
speak
silence is my sound..NOT!

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Wednesday, January 28, 200912:10 PM
It's been one of the craziest days for the past 2 days. Let's see.. Where should i start...?
Ok. So, the boys and i(except for ayie, zeek and idah), went out last Monday. Celebrated our CNY at Mustafa Center. LOL. Zak joined us too. I bought some deodorants and travelling pack shampoo, just in case it's out of stock at home. They're all cheap. $2.50 for an Adidas Deodarant Spray? Wow. heh. Miru and myself grabbed them. And i've tried. It stayed for long! Power kapah..! So Micey Miru bought deodorants, VS body spray, shaver and it's gel. After that, we went for dinner at my favourite 24-hours thosai shop. I don't know the name, but i know it's nice. Heh. We all ate thosai since i recommended it. Hahs. After all that done, we headed to Bugis. Lepak-ing there till morning. Walked pass through Jalan Kubor. The intention was to scare me out. But i knew their silly idea, and remained as cool as possible. We went in that road, our right and left view were filled with tombstones. I didn't dare to look around as i felt something, and already shivering by then. Then.. I smelled that scent. The Frangipani scent. I looked at Yat, who was walking beside me, looking around, then he turned to look at me, and the smiled, pulled me to the other side which puts me in the middle, and kept walking. Then we saw this Indian Bapok with some men. That cracked some laughter among us. LOL. Thinking if they are OK. What are they doing on that road? Especially tombstones are all around. JENG JENG JENG~ We may never know, do we? LOL.
Finally, we reached the end of the road and headed towards Bras Basah Complex. I still felt something strange, so i kept quiet. Then Qader asked, "Ira, why the silence? You smell it, don't you? Hahaha. I love the smell sia". -_- I love this guy whenever he tried to make me laugh. It seemed cute to me. Haha. And then Miru's turn to ask, "Ira, asal senyap? Kena sampuk pe.. Haha!" another -_- . Then he continued, "Let's continue walking to the other side uh. Explore.", i replied, "No Way. Enough of it today. I ain't ready for it.", he reply was, "That's the catch. It's better if you're not prepared for it. It won't be an explore if you're prepared.", then i said, "I know myself, Miru. I know what will happen. And i don't want it to repeat again. Not this time." Then he went on.. I know he's unhappy about it. Hahs. Well, too bad. I know myself better on this. And i won't do what i don't wanna do. Especially when my instincts say it's right.
So, we reached Bras Basah Complex eventually. I was still silent. Didn't wanna talk much. Irritated by Miru's childish acts. We went to MacDonalds and played Uno. After few rounds of playing normal Uno, we played Wolf & Hunter. One hell of a great game. Hahs. Qader's a good actor, btw. LOL. And so is Miru. -_-
After all that, Zak's friend came and joined us.. Then we played Black Magic. What a game. Hahs. Cracked our heads to figure out the trick. Finally, at around 6+ in the morning, we head home. The next day looking like a zombie. LOL. Went to Waterloo St. Jamming session started at 3pm. I was pissed because of someone. The mood for jamming faded. Since they decided to play acoustic, we went for it still. But this time round, the atmosphere was totally different. At Odiocrib Studio. The big room. So spacious that i can actually lie down and sleep. LOL. By 5:15pm, we started packing. Met Zak again, at Bras Basah Complex. Idah had to leave for some reunion dinner. Heh. We had our dinner at MacDonalds. Then played Wolf & Hunter again. Hahs. Afterwhich, came the trick game again. Felt silly though. Hahs. We left MacDonalds around 1045pm and head home.

So, ITE Band Idol is just a day away. And i pray the very best for my dearests. Since it's my last week at work, i can't possibly take leave. My pay will be indeed, as low as it already is. I just hope everything will go smoothly tomorrow and hope to meet them after that. Good Luck, darlings.



-A good actor, lies the best.-

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