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.MY NAME.
Aimiliyana Shamsuddin

.BIRTHDAY.
15th December 1982

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Saggitarius

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

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Enh..enh..enh..enh..enh.. Penjulai...

Mood: Asthmatic Laughter

Nursery Class today was a riot.. extreme riot..
I came to work wheezing becos of all the burning in barrel cans and acres of oxygen makers in Sumatra. And when the kids saw my inhaler, they informed me that they too have it at home.. A secret club of asthmatics.

Since I was scheming abt cajoling my lungs to operate, I made the nursery kids play and sing all the 2 hrs I was with them... a few songs after, we ended with the Alphabets. When everyone sings, it was perfect. But I had a few individual singers and that's when I kneeled over laughing.

Hazyq: ... H, I, J, K, enh, enh, enh, O, P.... Now I know my ABCs don't you come and play with me.... [anti-social prolly]

Dania: .....H, I, J, K, L for P, Q, R, S......

It seems that they always have problems singing THAT part of the the Alphabets. And the sweet part was when they had to wear their shoes when the smallest person in that class, Qistina, proudly announced that she can wear her own socks. I smiled at her and her cute conversation when she got up, said, 'I clever kan cikgu?' then gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheeks. Aaaawww... *melts*

Then afterwards during the K2 sessions, I had a coughing fits of laughter because Nabil, one of my 'bouncers' in class had 2 tags in his hands. He was asking me what it read. It was 'Pembeli' and 'Penjual'. So I told him, he turned and told his friend, 'Ok.. Aku jadi penjulai. Kau jadi orang yang beli.' Muahahahahakhahahaha!!! Within a matter of 1 sec, he could mess up the pronounciation.

Now I just need to find my bloody inhaler because

cough + 7th Mth + flu + Innocent Antics = Asthma Attacks

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Enh..enh..enh..enh..enh.. Penjulai...