Salaaam children of heaven,
It is nearly 10 pm when i am writing this entry ..it is raining outside ..the weather now is unpredictable..in the morning the sun shines dengan terik but suddenly the cloud comes and ...you guess what..yes..hujan mencurah curah ..pouring like pili bomba...but you know..actually i do not want to talk about the weather laa..i just feel like laughing and laughing and laughing my head off..is there such a phrase ..you find yourself laa..
Last two days pater went to you know where to take his annual activity...before going pater told que that he would go to pater's pater lodge after that..meaning pater would not go straight home ..and this morning thinking pater would sleep over there for two or three days,i send a message asking pater to buy some udang...and you know what children....suddenly que went berserk !!!!!!!!!!!!!pater is home !!!!!!!!!!!! pater is home !!!!!!! and pater brought so many udang...........hahahaha.........not so many but ..but..banyaknyaaaaaaaaaaa. To me it is not the udang but the thought that matters..you know what i mean children ,knowing the situation ..
Every night i can hear the burung tukang working you know..pecking at the wood..maybe sending some signal to its mate..i can hear this burung tukang only in december..never in other months..maybe raining season is mating season..children, i want to pen off now even though i do not use any pen to write this entry..time to take some beauty sleep..last night i could not sleep..i cursed and cursed and cursed you know who and who and who...but at the end i thought why buat dosa by cursing the burung tukang ....hahahahaha...not the burung tukang laaaa...in fact i rather like the sound made by that bird..so soothing..so melankolic..so sad...
Adios children..as always read your quran ....solat on time and watch your aurat...may Allah Bless you all.
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