Feb 20, 2011

Blabbing About My Sunday

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Today is Sunday. I hate sunday coz tmr school already. Haizzz so tireddd!
Anyway, tadi pukul 2 pergi tuition. Datang lambat as usual :]
Masuk masuk je terus duduk sebelah Intan. 
And you know what, today we've shared a lot and a lot and a lot of secrets and thoughts and etc. 
She also banyak puji puji I harini I dont know why lol Haha.

Firstly she said, 
Intan ; eh rambut kau ni original ke kau buat? 
Me ; Perm ahhhh
Intan ; Perm? Huh?
Me ; (Explain about perm)
Intan ; Ohhh (blablabla) Cantik dho rambut kau! Siyes aku suka, tak tipu!
Me ; *blush* Haha biasa je ahhh

Next, she said, 
Intan ; ehhh kau tau tak ramai tak suka _______
Haritu *** cakap dengan aku, antara kau dgn _______ dia lagi suka kau.  
Si _________ tu kan, ramai taksuka dia.

Me ; Hahaha alaa aku pun taksuka _______ tu! Macam kau taktauu kan
Intan ; Haha aku suka lah cara kau, lembut sweet baik jeee, suka tengok kau. 
Ramai cakap kau ni baik and Etc (Kay malu lah nak tulis dkt sini Hihi ^^)
Me ; *Gelak Besar* HAHAHA adoiiii apalah kau ni, aku biasa je. Adoiii
Intan ; Hahaha tp betul aku cakap kan.
Me ; *Senyum* sambung buat kerja.


Lastly, We talked about some people. Tapi bukan mengutuk ea! 
We just sharing thoughts and yeah few secrets. It was great conversation though. Me likeyy <3

So i never thought that we can be this close together. I've known her since i'm form 1. But only this year we are a bit close and yeah saling tegur menegur. Sbelum ni ada plak haha.
Kay so far 2011 had brought me to a lot of new friends. Thanks for that. I admit i'm a bit kembang with all of those compliment hehe, but yeahh not too proud, all of these are god's gift :]

Hence the new friends part, there's still some problems and obsticles happening. Well that is life. 
Never perfect. That is exactly why we need god, cause human is not perfect and not that tough. 
We need god to help us while we're in lost and depression. 
Be close to Allah S.W.T . Thats what my mom always said to me. 




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