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Many things happened recently, and yet I remain standing tall, being myself. Well, shall I tell to u wut was going on last nite? or shall I share ‘em to someone? Or shall I remain silent, smile to everyone since this is the most wonderful Ramadhan I’d ever experienced. Alhamdullillah so far, I can still managed to perform Tarawikh prayers continuously, except for that one nite…

The Dewan Perdana Felda Ramadhan buffets nite, it has been the great talk of town on how delicious the food they serves. I really wanted to go there since to break my fast. Alhamdulillah, dream comes true I believe. Did try the ‘kambing’ and all I can say is.. fuhhhh.. yoooo.. (but no matter wut, I still prefer the lamb mandy at Ar-Rawsha Ampang.. wallah!.. bro, u shud give a try. I bet u won’t regret even a single penny).

Kambing.. kambing.. kambing. On Merdeka eve, I was terjebak again with ‘kambing’! Went out with a fren of mine to make his baju raya. Hijau yuuu!  Throwing two birds with one stone I guess, since I have nothing to do that nite so I decided to accompany him. hehe.. Guess wut? On that same nite surprisingly, we crossed over with our long lost friend Mr. Botak ‘Baik’ and his fiancé (I guessed) Suddenly my mind flashed back to those days when I was still in college. Botak, he was out of nowhere, gave me a piece of tissue, written with 10-digit numbers, someone’s cellphone number.. keke. To see him again is like seeing ‘myself’ in the past, who seems to be the mysterious matrix student on some people’s eyes. How sweet..

Owh, I almost forgot to tell u about ‘kambing’. That nite, my menu was Secret Recipe’s Irish Lamb Stew. Although my tummy is fully equipped with cholesterols from the lamb, we still managed to haf a ‘visit’ to Ariani. I am using the word ‘visit’ here, since it seems like a short site visit to Ekin-Mawi’s palace. I didn’t buy anything due to the extremely expensive price. To kakak, maybe one day I’ll get one, but as far as I am concern, it’s not the price of the veil.. but the beauty of ‘tudung’ is really depending on how it suits the facial cut of the ‘tudungers’. So, no need to buy expensive stuff, as long as u are happy with wut u have, that’s good enough.

And then, for the third time this week, last nite, I went for another ‘kambing’ time, again at Dewan Perdana Felda! And this time I promised to myself that this is the last ‘kambing’ feast for this week. Quotes from wut the Malays awways say, “Jaga-jaga makan kambing…nanti sakit-sakit badan”. Alhamdullillah until today there’s no sign of any sickness, I prefer to take a precaution. And lastly, to my ‘new fren’, “makan ubat ok…jangan malas”. Thanks for bringing me to the food paradise. Ada, trust me u shud experience ‘em!

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