The Bizzaire Bazaar.
Today was a pretty O-kay day.
Woke up at 12....went online...................................and until about 3.30 pm, i did a bit of studying. Just a bit.
Later towards the evening, my sister and I followed my parents to find stuff to eat for us to berbuka.We went to USJ, then after we went all around it, we couldn't find anything, we went back to the Bazaar in SS 18.
We reached the Bazaar pretty late...by 6.30, but there were still stuff being sold..but at a bargain.I figured since it was late...i was sure that I wouldn't bump into anyone...boy, was i wrong.I bumped itno an OLD friend, Zaitul Akma...She was all like, "HILYAAAH!!" oh boy...
One good thing about these kinda places, i guess.., You're bound to meet with a whole lotta people...but thats also a bad thing.You're BOUND to meet those you don't want to either,huh... Its okay. Its all good.
Woke up at 12....went online...................................and until about 3.30 pm, i did a bit of studying. Just a bit.
Later towards the evening, my sister and I followed my parents to find stuff to eat for us to berbuka.We went to USJ, then after we went all around it, we couldn't find anything, we went back to the Bazaar in SS 18.
We reached the Bazaar pretty late...by 6.30, but there were still stuff being sold..but at a bargain.I figured since it was late...i was sure that I wouldn't bump into anyone...boy, was i wrong.I bumped itno an OLD friend, Zaitul Akma...She was all like, "HILYAAAH!!" oh boy...
One good thing about these kinda places, i guess.., You're bound to meet with a whole lotta people...but thats also a bad thing.You're BOUND to meet those you don't want to either,huh... Its okay. Its all good.


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