L I Y A N A' S . S E C R E T S


K O O K Y . G I R L
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.MY NAME.
Aimiliyana Shamsuddin

.BIRTHDAY.
15th December 1982

.SIGN.
Saggitarius

.I AM....
An obsessive compulsive who relish in organized mess, with a creative imagination and gets highly excited about purple monkeys.

.LOVES.
- Books
- Children
- Beaches
- Chocolates
- Rain
- Bigmo :)

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Nur
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Hairil
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Hazurah
Wanie

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My Photo Don't ask me why he did that.. Too much Kueh Tat prolly

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Thursday, June 02, 2005
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Grammas to Umrah

Continued from last post...

Mood: Still shaking from last episode.

I reached the airport at 11pm, bought a belated bday brownie for Yan and was shivering in the cold Terminal 2 for him. Thank God there weren't any psychos here. Thats what the police officers and airport police are for, I guess..

I recounted the whole Ribbon Man incident to Yan and all he could do was chuckle. I was traumatised you know.. we headed to BK for some late dinner and we talked about chocolates, Miss Universe from Canada, Yan being delusional cos he thinks that the show is his birthday present, Army guys going to Taiwan, beach resorts all over the world, Egypt and kids.

Then the topic changed to Ribbon Man and Yan had to distort my imagination when he recounted an incident when HE tied a red ribbon on one part of his body. Its only natural for someone normal to think about that you know... anyway, we hung out infront of the sky train at Terminal 2 while I waited for the rest of my family to reach there. We had a few laughs about the people we saw and I had to thank him for helping me out.

By 12.45 I said my goodbyes to him and headed to Terminal 1 where I met Iqah the birthday girl my aunt and the guys. Their flight was at 5.30 and since it was only 1, we had a super long day. Those going to Umrah this year is Cik Dh, Cik Wn, Granny Ton, Granny Asmh and Great Granny Asmi.

Looking at my great grandma, I can't help but feel so loved. She gave me so much inspiration and courage. And all the aunts and us were talking abt the 5th generations which falls on my shoulders. haiz...

Right before they went in and we had to say our goodbyes, I cried. Even when I was hugging them, I was already missing them. I kissed and kissed my Great granny and all she said was to come over her house when I am back from overseas. She is so cute... All my grammas said they pray I find my Jodoh soon enough and that I'll be happy for the rest of my life. * cries silently*

I miss them already.



posted by AimiLiyana 6:28 am