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curl fingers, hi
here's how it goes. i'll most likely reply on your tagboard. but if you don't have one, the reply goes here.

Friday, March 09, 2007
20:56
i was taken by surprise the moment i reached home and saw my grandaunt from KL.
"eh? ni baju cedar?"
"tak. ni urm baju npcc."
"hah?"
then mum shouted from kitchen, "police lah."

only now i figured out and made a theory that her boyish hair cut was probably because she was a cedarian. if i got my facts right, cedar once upon a time allowed only short hair.
i know quite a number of the older generation who was a cedarian. like my neighbour(a grandmother) & my paternal cousin(a mother of three).

anyway. her visit greatly reminded me of the kenduri at her house(KL) last december. after the kenduri, a relative kindly invited us(the seven people from s'pore) over to his house:-
superb memories man. i wanna go again.
those who watch rtm1 may find this place familiar.