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Saturday, April 18, 2009 - 7:38 PM
She called me skinny bone -.-

& the last whistle blew.

we ain't gonna gave up.
we are strong.
we put our heads up.

Here's a story of nine girls.
Very suspicious girls.
Ahem ahem . well let me began.

So, the game ended & Mel said the bus would be here in 5 minutes time.
We all were changing & talking plus streching.
Syazzy went screaming , Bus da sampai bus da sampai !
she ran across the filed approaching the car park & she shouted again
She made us panic.
I went running with no shoes.
Let me repeat that NO SHOES.
Nuha was running with only one shoe.
I carried so many things in my hand.
Shoe bag , stick , my sneaker ,H20 drink & socks.
We all went rushing & screaming.

There were only 9 of us, the others went home by themselves & some with their parents.

Everyone seated at their own seat.
& we started our story.
A story that sent us
laughing.
Rolling .
crouching.
The weird laughs just can't stop.
We saw gazzilions of ... well .. i dont want to be rude.
& they ALL went staring at us .
Everyone was laughing non stop.
Non stop i tell you , till our stomach hurts.

We saw many things or should i put this way ,
we DISCOVER many things.
i saw torn tights , BIG one. Really.
Laughed , laughed & laughed & our faces turned red.
Talked talked talked.

Haha , heres the funny sentence
Syai : Die panggil aku skinny bone bey die ckp muke aku mcm cucu die [ -.-" ]
Mia : aku nga defend, bey bola kene stick aku bey die ckp " holy shit you bitch " .
Zhy : tadi sape nth bwk bola bey org yg nk tackle gi pekik Ergh ergh ergh kuat kuat. mcm org cacat sia
'Haha . tak paham sudah . paham kan jek..


i was seating at the school canteen when i suddenly saw his face.
He had just finish his robotics.
I wonder why everytime i saw him i just can't smile. It felt so hard & i felt like crying.
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With Love,
SYAI.