MISSES

i dunno y but i hav been thinkin alot durin the holidays....
n missin alot too....
*List down what i miss of.

hmm....

tokin bout my ml frenz fisrt k
the place where i meet my besties.
my besties[sher,afida,rina,jel] wit their rush doin hw in morn.
afida tellin her stories of her god bros.
rina's jokes which make us laugh eventhough its quite lame.
shereen tellin us where she wan to go wit us after skool.
jelina different styles of her old curly hair.
the kid wit different kind of imagination each day.
those p4 makin noises, playin catchin.
the trios or 4 amigos[usually three] followin afida n sher n rina.
the place we always meet b4 goin for mt.
shafiq doin his hair.
shafiq,zikri,anwar,firdaus,ishaff,hilmi playin catchin durin recess.
hariz sayin "hey shereen" in his own tune.
afida n sher's laughter.
jelina some kind of laziness.
diyanah tellin me her stories.
hidayah irritatin us.
cikgu makin his jokes which sumtimes funny.
me arguing wit cikgu.


to the 6-6ers
mallory confuse laugh[dunno laugh or cry].
chun's shriekin n her screams.
cher sayin i luv u to me.
michelle speakin in chinese which was kinda cute.
kim sleepin n tcher sayin to her "good morning" when she's awake.
valerie being angry wit ryan.
meixi tokin lyk a baby.
kaixin being happy always.
jolene n her pretty face.
dionis sayin "ya dats right.dat right".
joanne hangin wit the joshuas n ameerul.
for 6-6ers boys....
not much to say...
they're funny i guess.....
miss them for makin me loling most of the tyms.

places
the hill.
the playground.
the bench outside the office.
CDANS bowling.[tell u the truth, i reli cant forget the incident dat happened there....which of my frenz hu was there cant?]
CDANS study room.
CDANS.

ok....
job done...
actually got more to say but im sooo tired of typing lor...
hehs...
k byes!!!
meet y'all again soon....
aniwae, anybody noe where's the perfect place to held a party???
tag it to me pls....
no chalets ok....
bye

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