Its already 8.22am, Im still in my shorts & 'taik mata bertepek-tepek' punya face.

A call from the past this morning, tsk tsk tsk . Argh, just spoilt my freaking day. Delayed whatever I was going to do this morning, freaking irritated I tell you. & if you read this, I dont like to talk/mix blog life & real life. Because, in here is where I write whatever I want to write. Something that you should be glad that Im sharing my journal with the www (whole wide world).

I miss counting syilings under the counter just so we can get nasi lemak after work.
I miss doing closing with you babes.
I miss squeezing in 1 small fitting room & do our very own thai (thigh) - dance.
I miss sharing 1 big gulp.
I miss kemel.
I miss how we'd share the kari smell of armpits of ours.
I miss the 4 of us taking endless shots during fireworks.
I miss commenting on cute guys walking past us.
I miss sharing clothes with you babes.
(Even though some of your clothes are still in my wardrobe, lol)
I miss our 'eeee, ketiak aku tak cukur' session.
I miss talking about our lives.
I miss crying with you babes & then laugh again.
I miss the times we laugh so loud then Aunty bising as always.

I miss my very own digiGirls.
Nothing more.