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Friday, April 23, 2010


menangis. oke nangis lg. sbb tringat kat kwn2 esp classmates DMC6H.. guys i'll miss u. i used to get quite upset tat i'd make frens wif a guy or a girl n then within da space of 3 years we'd move n go n live sumwhere else, n u'd have to say gudbye to tat person.. DMC 6H is my sugar n spies. tlampau byk memori indah sepanjang 3 taun kite skelas.. start pd hari petama ak jejak kaki kelas tu, ohh ok..sure ade puak2 ni.. n yes. taun petama, which is da first sem kite bsame.. x wujud mane2 puak lg.. ternyata kite happy n 1 geng 1 kepala. PPKP, bnde yg buatkn kite kenal antara 1 sma lain.. org plg ak ingat adalah AIMI..ok bdk ni vogue.. TUN yg muke masham tp ayu.. YOE yg sgt keras org ny..ALIF yg baek.. OHH ya! KERY RODY~ ak xley lupa cara ko bckp.. sjibik cam pembaca berita.. ABE PIJI dgn sleng pekatny.. haha.

masok sem 2.. ade antara kta dh bpecah..da nmpk belang msg2.. korg over9 ak xley ikot..ok msg2 mrhkn ak sbb tlalu dgr ckp EX bf yg mengongkong... waa. dok bilik sorg2 ngadap muka NINA NORIZAN rumate ksygn ak.. tp xpe..apepon kite ttp kwn.. ak mulai rapat ngn che nur.. yg ak anggap cm kakak ak.. rapat ngn kery. jav. farah mmg xyah ckpla..salu bsabar ngn mulut ak, mcm ak salu bsabar ngn pangai dier yg serupa kura-kura :P

DMC 6H~ menyimpan byk kenangan. ONI. mint syg ONI. wpun pasni ade kemungkinan kite xkn jumpe lg sbb course yg blainan tp INSYAALLAH, umor pjg kite jumpe lg. ONi is one of my besfren yg salu share problems, happiness & sadness. XOXO x lupa. mmuah. lega dpt lepak ngn oni mlm clas trip tu. da lame kite x mcmtu kan oni. da hmpir staun bwk haluan & life sndri. :(

berakhir 3 taun diploma d uitm lendu melaka bkn tanda frenship kite akan berakhir kat cni. sumpah sgt rindukan mse kite gelak2 kat clas,,gelak dgn lwk ACAP..lawak AMAK..DANIAL..DIN.. dorg ni antara pak lawak yg sntiase buat kite x kering gusi. teringat bile kite semua dimarahi mr shahril mse part 2.. kene maki. hahahaha. tp mrh shahril syg clas kite. teringat bile join coral speaking & drama. kene pksa ngn MADAM INDRANI. *org tua ni nk clas dier join sume,dier xtau kite yg penat jd lanun..* hahaha.

too all "H" ~ we will meet again, when we're least expecting it, one day in some far off place, i will recognize ur face, i wont say gudbye my fren, for u n i will meet again.

And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of that night in June
I didn't know much of love
But it came too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real blue
Stay at home talking on the telephone
And we would get so excitedand we'd get so scared
Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels

As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
From whatever
We will still be
Friends Forever

So if we get the big jobs
And we make the big money
When we look back now
Will our jokes still be funny?
Will we still remember everything we learned in school?
Still be trying to break every single rule
Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?
Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?
I keep, keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
And this is how it feels

We will still be friends forever

Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there?
Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

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