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These are the memoirs on the life of Ilya Firzana. The third child of Mohd Arzanjani and Dzahirah.
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- I'm Going To School!!!!!!
- Alya's Birthday Bash
- Sea World
- Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary Park
- My first flying trip ... to Gold Coast
- Potty pooing
- Broken Bike
- Vase Incident
- One size doesn't fit all
- In Loving Memory
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29 July 2005
20 July 2005
What a mess
Oooo … made a big mess today. The mama person was silently, helplessly, shaking her head at what I ‘accidentally’ did. It was an ‘accident’, honest. I was literally ‘sleeping’ in my own poo. I had to go, big time, as always. But somehow, whilst sleeping, I made one of those random body turns that eventually squeezed out the slimy stuff up my back. Adding a few more rolls and twists, my body was plastered with the slimy stuff from the chest down. Even my clothes and mattress were not spared. Well, what can I say … it was one of those days. Sorry mama person. |
12 July 2005
Ohana (part 1)
I can see better now, well at least to see within hands reach. So, I know that there are 2 other persons other than the mama person and the papa person in my life. There’s a younger papa person and lastly an older version of me. I call her “ME older”. (PS: I’ll change these names when I get more info.) They are a bunch of laughs. I love having them around. But, sometimes that “ME older” person gets too close to me. My eyes get crossed trying to focus on her and then the dizziness comes. And you know what I’ll do … I’ll just cry out loud and the papa person will shoo her away, and poof! The dizziness disappears. |
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