So when waiting for Iman's Vanilla Pearl Milk Tea, I tried to back out from the crowd as it was getting really hot. Then Iman gripped my arm like it was her long lost love or something and said "Stay! You kan my sausage!"
I really heard "You cut my sausage" so I said "heh, I cut your sausage?"
Then we started laughing there, I couldn't even balance myself and the juniors from the afternoon session were looking at us like we were crazy (which we probably are)
Tasha has this cloud cut from foam. And when she walks with it, I can barely see her. She's THAT small :P
She started dancing with the foam too. Whenever we walk, she'll start circling around with the foam in her arms. Just so you know Tash, I don't approve of your relationship with Mr. Foam. You'll make ugly flat sepet babies.
We talked about our birthdays and how we act according to our birthday.
I'm supposed to be the eldest between us three, based on our dates of birth but...
Tasha is more of the eldest, when she's serious, oh man she can glare at you until you have two holes in your head. Iman is the youngest, both according to birth and the way she acts.
So that puts me in the middle :D
And yes Tasha, you still laugh like a lunatic.
don't kill me
- From my dearest Noor Ashiqin, took it from noorashiqin.blogspot.com
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