I have always thought that dying of a broken heart was an empty phrase. I am saddened to say that it happens. I just hope that it's not going to be imprinted on people's mind when I pass on.
Well, Din called me last night WHILE I WAS SLEEPING.
Me: Mrmm?
Din: Wini! Why you never pick up my call? Oh... you sleeping eh?
Me: *chuckles* Ak ah lah...
Din: *laughing* Oh! Sorry sorry...
I thought he was going to end it there, but NOOOOOO...
Din: So you say you want my books rite...yah, i have these...nyah, nyah, nyah...
Me: Sigh.
What a riot eh people!
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