<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/11618913?origin\x3dhttp://nurelyza.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Monday, January 31, 2005

[[ Dhirah da BOTAK!! Hahaa.. ]]

Woke up early mornin 2 go poly 4 Dhirah's 2nd dose of Hep B. Went ovr wif mak, bba & Zali. D staf nurse den checkd Dhirah's height & weight. Wen d nurse was gettin d needle redi. Dhirah da bgn jgk. Zali noticd c Dhirah was smilin to him n he said to her, "Ko jgn nak snyum2.. nti kna inject sure m'lalak nye". hehee.. Den its tym.. Jeng3.. Pe lgi, dia t'pekik ar.. kuat jgk tpi kjp je. I was hopin 2 c tears in her eyes but no.. de aint any..

Headed hm aftr dat. Hubby told me Abg Isa calld n he mentioned abt last Sat's event. Haizz.. Ntah la.. Dun feel lyk talkin abt it. Sianzz..

Earlier aftr Maghrib, went dwn Bishan to Zurazil's shop to get Dhirah a new hairdo..
She's gonna get BOTAK!!

Whispered her love @8:23 PM || 0 love note(s) ||