yo wassup!

there is nothing special about today except for my 1st clazz today that has been cancelled..BUT i already at the clazz when i know it was cancelled!!!!!!!!!! how come it be that way.. i' m russhing that morning to catch up my bus and to be there on time.

i just spent my time at PTSL with zila and phine than having lunch with kak niza and azrin before we go to the next claz.

well i guess my tiredness this morning were paid later at the afternoon.. b4 claz falsafah, i and azrin went to see dr.katijah to take back our asgmnt..(draft jer..) and mine was ok..means i dont have to redo it..yippiee!! but not for azrin. his asgmnt still with the lecturer..and he really afraid about it.. dont worry azrin, yours gonna be ok too..

lately i always feel uneasy about everything..dont know why but i need to get up and move foward...

..............................lend me a shoulder to cry on ~ hahhahhahaa

......a girl with her bagpack

hai guyzz!!!

i dont know how to describe my day today..bcoz its so embarrassinggg!!!!!!!! plus i'm tired too..

today i made my own embarassing history..hahahaaah!!!

after claz around 4.35 p.m, i already not in a good mood bcoz when i look at the bustop,its empty..means..i miss my bus! i need to take another bus at 5.00 p.m but its the killer one bcoz it will gonna be a serius jemmed at office hour..

at the bustop, napie come around and ask me for some water..he looks so thirsty though.. so i openend my bagpack and geve him orange twister.napie than take off to his college. i look at my wristwatch..still have a few minutes b4 5.00 p.m.... so i decide to go to PTSL to return some books that i borrowed weeks ago.. so i walked from fssk's bustop to PTSL about 500 meters..and i see a lots of students at the motocycle parking, at the walking track..

once, while i'm walking, in front of me waas a very handsome, charming guy..hahahaha but he was so slow.. i skip and pass by him..oh my god..hensemnye...

then after returning the books, i went to bakery..BUT... while i'm walking there, 2 students shout on me and she said:

" kak, bag akak tebukak.."

than i looked at my bag...oh my god! my bagpack were unzipped!

thats a big hole..plus half of my laptop and my files were outside from the zipping area.. thats really embarrassing! i returned my memory back..i know! after i gave napie that orange twister, i do not zip my bag..thats a long way from fssk to PTSL ok..!! (napie..u gonna pay for this!)

than i remember about the handsome guy, about the students at the motocycle parking.. what they say about me?

-tgk2...bag budak tu tebukak la

- ish budak ni..bag pn tak reti nk zip balik ke..

-serabut la awek ni..bag pn tak zip..pastu nk potong2 aku pulak..(that hensem guy)

hhahahahahaahah!!!! its a good lesson for me!

mizz my school......

hai...

minggu ni sangat memenatkan coz byk asgmnt nk kene settle.. my plan nk settle all asgmnt sblum sabtu ni means sblum cuti balik kg tp mcm tk tedaya jer...so kene la let go 1,2 asgmnt.. skang ni kitorg tgh fokus nk wat asgmnt recycle n seni tampak coz ni grouping... yg lain2 tu indvdu..but still, asgmnt dr.khadijah nk kene siapkan gak coz nk tunjuk dulu soklan2 yg aku draft kt die....eeemm...time2 macam ni, rase nk naik time machine nk pegi balik masa skolah dulu.. how i wish i could be there again..

rindunye mase skolah dulu..skolah tadika perpaduan, SKBR, SMKSR......SMKSR stands for sek.men.keb simpang renggam..skolah ni tepi jalan besar nk ke johor..ade asrama. skolah yg paling byk ajar aku erti hidup..5 tahun aku skolah kt cni..dr f1 smpi f5.. skolah yg paling byk ajar aku selok belok agama, kawan-kawan, ajar aku pikul tanggungjawab, berdikari, and paling utama skali, belajar utk pmr and spm..aku rase, kalau aku tk duduk asrama, aku tk tedaya nk dapat 5A utk PMR and 4A utk SPM..mmg bukan result yg nk dibanggakan tp pada aku, result tu dh terbaik. kawan-kawan byk tolong aku..stadi same2...aku igt lagi mase pmr, time tgh tggu turn utk mandi pagi2 tu ( standard la hostel kul 5 pg dah mndi dah) aku still pegi bilik prep bace buku cket2..aku tk buat bende tu kalo aku duk kr umah. mase spm pun, kawan-kawan byk tolong..

ade cikgu yg push kite nk wat keje,kawan2 slalu ade kat sisi time stadi, wat keje skolah... teringat dialog 1 litre of tears: "without friends, i'm not being myself"...betul ckp Aya...kite tk jd diri sendiri tnpa kawan2.. masa mula2 masuk u, aku sgt2 rindu dgn kawan2 kt hostel..aku slalu pk dpt ke aku cari kawan2 yg mcm kt hostel dulu? dulu mmg aku jd diri sndiri bile dgn kawan2...selesa, i'm feel very comfortable..

SMKSR...mmg susah nk lupakan kenangan kt sane...jd pbsm time sukan (sebab aku malas nk joint acara), s/u dlm ajk hostel, riadah tiap2 ahad(kitorg suke main besball), fly pegi bazaaar ramadan, stadi kt bilik prep(mmg takleh lupe sbb mase spm, hasbiskn mase kt bilik prep je), sume bende kitorg masuk...skang kt u ni, kalo ade persiapan utk ape2 acara, aku akan teringat balik mase aku kt hostel dulu..dulu aku la yg paling bz wat preparation..dgn kawan2..buat backdrop, susun meja kusi, sediakan game xplorace,sukaneka....jumpe warden..tp akang ni aku la org yg paling pasif kt kolej..

banyak bende aku balajar kt skolah tu..aku besyukur sebab aku dpt masuk sane..(walaupun sume org marah aku tolak twrn skolah Sri Putri kt putrajaya tu) drpd tk tau ape2 pas abis upsr, aku tau zikir, tajwid, tiap2 waktu solat jemaah, al-makthurat,skolah agama smpi darjah khas, tutup aurat(pakai tudung)....skolah tu byk membentuk peribadi aku, rohani aku.....time kasih cikgu2, warden, especially kawan2.......you give me hand when i wanna fall....

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life is a journey.

we may be walking along the path with friend

and then, come upon a crossroad

where we each must choose the road is right

for us individually

but the memory of being together

will remain

and there is always

the chance that

over paths

will cross again