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Tuesday, April 21, 2009


people keep on asking how was my first day.
well what do you guys expect.
someone with bad at reading direction.
lost uhh!

but somehow there's help out there.
im late. even though i reach on time.
oh wells. kate first day kan.

second day was much better.
coz i confortable with some of my classmates already.
it is way way different with the girls.
way way different.
i wish everyone was in the same sch. same course.
oh kecoh!

and! zul was being a super sweetheart ,
wait me for three hours doing ntg until i end my lectures.
i felt like im troubling him.
but somehow. i love him.
such a sweetheart.

tmr timetable sucks.
what the hell do you want me to do for the whole 3 hours.
if the others of my classmate meeting their friends?
and after the long hours of waiting.
lecture nyer satu jam! buang mase aku nk mampos.
!@#$%^&.

and now. i miss him like alot.
like many2.
and mcm babi masak lemak.
mcm babi masak merah.
dan mcm babi yg sewaktu dgn nye.
ey u ey !

da bye!