FS blog is getting cuter. And I’m getting softer, urgh.

Either way, it’s nice to drop by here once a while.

Am studiously studying [heck] for the last oral exam for first year final examination; which is the killer Physiology, so yeah, I really need all the prayers and prayers I can get.

You know, Ara-chi runs a pondok telefon service, and our friends usually hang around the house calling home from her laptop.

Sometimes I’ll just sit by, pretending to be immense in my studies as I listen to them chattering away.

It amuses me, slightly, that people can talk forever with their family.

Me, well, I sort of call just to listen to their voices. Too bad they’re as talkative as a pile of stone.

Haven’t heard their voices for a while now. I miss them, I suppose.

Oh, and I really need to go down to Kelantan’s house soon. I’m rotting inside out for keropok-craving.

Anyone eating keropok out there should be extremely grateful, and pray to Allah for ease for all Muslim worldwide.

I better stop before I ramble on my aching shoulder next. My trapezius seems to be in a permenant contracture state nowadays.

Happy days, ya gama3ah.