For the first time, I felt like my anak tekak was going to come right out of my mouth today. For the first time, I was so sure that my iman was being tested. For the first time today, I made dessert after iftaar and it was amazingly good. In fact, it was sinfully good. How can chocolate, bananas, apple and marshmallow not be good?

For the first time also, I shall let the whole world into a little secret of mine.

I am fascinated by the smell of haze. I find it invigorating and intoxicating all the same. I am well aware that breathing in too much of it can probably cause a lot more harm than good (duh, ain) but... I just like how it smells, okay.

Oh well. quirky me.

In case you're mildly freaked out about the whole haze issue, here's a real shocker. Then again, I'm almost always deaf, so it's probably not so shocking. hur hur hur. *warning: explicit content ahead*

The following conversation took place during the 1st sahur: (adapted from nana's blog)

mother: Kasi Irah minum air milo bagus!
me: Minum milo anda jadi sihat dan kuat! (the jingle, remember?)
mother: sihat dan kuat~ ! (background singer)
father: Irah selalu pengsan-pengsan. kasi die minum TONIC cap gajah ah~
me: Huh? K***K cap gajah?

And there I was, thinking why in the blazes would my dad want my sister to drink something called ***** cap gajah.

As you might have already noticed, this entry is really pointless.

Well, I'm glad that like me, you found something to amuse yourself with. (: