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mINAh

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

It's confirmed. I am allergic to minahs. When I see a minah, I get so stressed up. I get more stressed up when they talk to me. I'll start having goosebumps so bad, I'll start scratching. Goosebumps will also appear on my head and I'll start scratching my head.

I'm not mean, but it's the truth. I used to cringe when minahs and mats refer to themselves as 'you' and 'I'. E.g. "I tak boleh angzt lah... Penat sial..." Gua pun tak boleh angzt ok! Lu minah ah beb.

But I don't cringe at the 'you' and 'I' part anymore. I cringe at minahs and mats who refer to themselves as 'me'. Example eh... "Me kenal dia dah lama... Tapi dia baru sound stead me baru-baru jer..." Apa ni! I had to stiffle my laughter when I heard the way she talked. In fact, I had to stiffle it so hard, my face feels hot. All the bwahaha laughter just DYING to spill. Urgh.

Maybe she makes fun of the way I talk. She probably say I eksyen mat salleh because I spoke to her in English. And I deserve her criticisms because I'm imperfect myself. Haha... Minah, minah...

the enigma was spotted at 09:25