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my baby brother, Imran just turned 15. My brother, Irfan's girlfriend. And i'm freaking 20. I'm probably the only person in this entire world who feels funny. I mean i was 15 once and now my baby bro is 15, it feels weird like his not ready to grow up and stuff. As weird as this sounds, i still hug that gemuk boy and say that he is cute (this is partly due to my mum's cuckoo ways). And that ah beng boy... he has changed so much. I prefer to talk to him as an adult cos he is so close to my age. But it's kinda funny that he has a gf ah. then i think back, he is only a yr younger than me so what do i expect? merepek ah, Sheereen ni. Love my bros... can't they jus stay like those cute little pics we had... Mr Marshmallow (Irfan) and Mr Big Nose/Drooly/cutey pie (Imran). Who thinks I'm a nut, just raise your hand. But rite now i'm happy calling them kudut (fan) and gendut (man) haha... they jus hate me when i call them that. But gemuk got no choice ah becos he IS gemuk! haha... Last time during holidays, our parents dun let us play downstairs, so we end up talking and talking and then laughing and laughing like for hours lah... mcm org giler but it was freaking fun. Talk about a lot of stupid things ah. how they used to give me a nickname LongBean cos i was taller than them (which is a sad myth now) then irfan was known as Taugeh cos he doesn't like taugeh and he is thin like taugeh and imran is and always will be tomato for obvious reasons... haha... so rite here rite now this blog entry is dedicated to my gemuk and kudut!!!

2:51 AM; i'm flying away now Y