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Tuesday, June 26, 2007 @ 9:33 pm

i got back home and saw my parents in the kitchen. having their dinner.
& talking.
somewhat like discussing.
i thought they were talking about my bibik.
so i just did my usual stuff.
& after everything's settled, i went to the kitchen.
& then.... my mum told me.. that they were discussing bout migrating and stuff.
& if we were to migrate, it would be australia. cos australia is somehow like singapore.
not too much difference.
i guess the reason they were talking bout this is maybe cos of najihah too.
najihah said sports isn't that recognized in singapore.
so, even if she work hard and become a good sportswoman, it will be of no use.

hmmm.. imagine if i migrate..
wow...
hahahs.
my mum was like telling my dad.. collect all the leave he can get. and then take a long holiday to survey australia. haaha.

Aisyah (=


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