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Asma Hamid

I'm the anon that stalks on you. I'm the anon that insults you. I'm the anon that gives you crappy advice. I'm the anon that you fight with. I'm the anon that talks true shits. And I'm the anon that you didn't know.

absoluteloud-ness: 2006-2008
iztele: 2009





BTW, just because the layout is pink, it doesn't mean I like pink.
29 January 2010
27th
8:52 PM 0 Comments

So lesse what I did.

I skipped Science. They didn't do anything. Teacher didn't care. I went around stapling flyers with Iman. Skip Skip Skip. Let's just skip school?

So I didn't go back home... I went to.. IMAN'S! So I went to her house. We made a list of everything that we need to buy then we went to the shops. After that, we started with the cupcakes. It was well nice. :) Then I texted Kak Lang and asked her how to make the icing so we got on with that.

I forgotten that there's such thing as air pressure. I basically held the tip of the piping bag so the icing wouldn't go out. I pressed and I was wondering why it wouldn't go out. I let go of the tip and POOF. It went splattering on the floor. Anybody saying Oh-oh? We then decorated. No, it wasn't nice.

Then came the idea. We decided to make people decorate their own cupcakes. Cool? I think so. Iman then did the cookies and I had to go home.

I was jumpy all throughout the day. I was so excited... I don't know why.