i’ve been missing my old days friends.my plkn friends which i most probably will like never meet them again because of the lost contacts and missing phone numbers and stuff.but in my heart,they will be in there always.prema my dearie roomate in UM 7th college, where are you dear?i still remember u.of course i do,you are my 1st friend there.nasha,miss him too.hehe.dayah,ida,firdaus,my group mates whom i taught of singing choir for the competition against other groups.even without our instrustor,abg farouk, we still manage to sing well. but yeah,without the ruler,we will have to straight line rite?so we lost.last place infact. but im still happy because i did that to the group of mine.the piano in 7th,near the canteen.miss that piano but never had the chance to play it.
miss my walk to the class at the language department.normally walk alone because my friends are on the other class.yeah,pretty i was actually alone all the time.it is not that i dont have any friends.i do have.loads of them but not in the same class as mine.but i was fortunate because it didnt bother me at all.i was actually happy to walked alone,eat alone and im flexible to be in any groups. that is the advantage of not in the same class as your friends.
and usually when the class has finished,i’ll walk with nasha and prema.both of them are in the same class.duh miss the old days..miss the PT pagi, miss the 12am bath with prema..miss the jogging and then met my school friend who is in the other college..miss all that.
miss myself in the kem in gambang.i was very naughty and kind of brave.tomboy i should say.i declared the place beside the water tanker to be me and my fellow tent’s mate place to eat,lepak and watch tv.and the water tanker are actually ours! thanks to azue,diana,seha,mekna,hanim and the rest.thanks to man yg sudi cuci my pinggan (a few times).usually i washed my plate using the hand sanitizer because there are no water at all.or maybe limited.thanks to my lost brother,abg yazid for the rm5 he gave me on the last day in camp.miss him too actually.well..miss my cikgu komando,adek,bravo team,bravo platun 4 team.miss them all!miss them so much actually.
not much happen in 10th college.it is just that i remember what i ate there,and how the brothers and sisters who actually supposed to take care of us didnt do their part.still remember me and my friends were bring punished by the staff because we talked with the 7th brothers.stupid aye?they are just jealous because we dont like them as much as we like the 7th.stupid.just hate them,untill now.still remember we were being punished because someone wrote bad things about 10th,and comparing them with 7th.we were being punished to be in the push up position untill the one did it admit themself.but i made friends with the staff,not the student of um,the army,rela,bomba staff.staff din,staff kamal,staff salleh.most people hate them,but we can talk with them about anything.
rasuk is something common.nearly everyday we can see that.it also contains a little memory in my head about that.something i did not want to remember actually,but it is so bizzare that i still can remember it till now.
cikgu kuat merajuk…hurm..nothing to say about him.haha.except that he is my group’s teacher for the service module.
well…much more to say..maybe in my next entry