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    Friday, October 07, 2005

    It was a good thing. I guess it was a good thing that I went for tonight's terawih. The initial plan was to join Al-Khair's congregation but my friend thought that it was going to be far too crowded so her, her family and I made our way to Firdaus whose female's mussolah is air-c0nditioned and I was right underneath the fan. I must say I was blessed. heh. But anyways, I think that the imam was remarkable. I was so touched by the way he recited the verses that there was a point when the tears couldn't stop coming. Insya' Allah, we'll be joining the congregation again, tomorrow.

    After the prayers, we made our way home. As I sat alone in the bus, I could not stop thinking about how famished I am and could not help but wonder if there was going to be any leftovers from iftaar. I don't think it's the fasting that's making me hungry. Even before Ramadhan started, all I did was gorge myself. Judging by the rate I am eating, it would not be so much of an amazement if my behind is going to get any bigger or my legs any heavier. Ohh by the way, I made it to geylang after school, with my sister whom I met at her school bus stop. We took 67 to and back. The journey to geylang seemed all right but the journey back somewhat took forever. We slept throughout the journey with jiwang malay songs crooning at the back of our heads. Anyways, I got my black tudung and decided to add grey to my collection. Being my kemaruk self, I wore it to terawih this evening. heh.

    Before I go, I'd like to wish my girlfriend and her boyfriend happy 27th(?) month-o-sary! May the both of you be happy together and quit bickering already. Sometimes, I can only scratch my head when I see things happen between the 2 of you.

    Okay bye.

    Kwinella @ 11:02 PM!