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Pot of plants

*This is a random thought.
Semalam jalan2 dgn mak, I spotted pots of plants and flowers, I mean yg real not yg plastik. And this random thought creep into my mind.
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I think I'll be more happy getting a beautiful pot of plant or flower, *cough-daisies-cough, rather than a bouquet of flower. Yes, I think I really do. But thinking of how bad I am with plants, real life plants with pots yg kena siram and care and all, rs mcm kesian pulak dkt plant tu nnti. =p
*I got it once, I mean roses, in a pot but I guess I'm too young to really999x appreciate things like that at that time. I love it, really! I do, but I don't really know how to take care of it. *sigh. But then, it is a good ol' memory. =))


Nota kaki: Suka tgk dlm cerita jepun, bile pergi lawat org dkt hospital dyorg bwk pot plants. Sweet. =)

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