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Thursday, August 07, 2008

I was reading back my old entry. The purpose of doing that was to find out why Farah and Fauzi fought but i didn't write what happened cause i was too busy with falling in love. Kids! So yea. I read from the day i started the blog which was when i was in sec 5. I cant believe it already like 3 years. Hah~

I laughed and laughed about how little things cant bring a SUPER BIG impact in my life when i was 3 years younger. Maybe i am still like that? Hah! How i got pissed about small little things and all the vulgar comes out. How b cracks his jokes. How i got angry at people for gossiping about huiling. I can still remember it clearly like it was yesterday. I am so thankful that all these memories are written down and i can just read it anytime.

All in all, i miss my secondary school friends. Had a chat with the "stooges". Thats what we called ourselves last time. Cute isnt it? The moment the MSN window opens up, the screen was goind up super fast and there are only 3 of us chatting. Thats how chatty we are when we are together. And Fauzi said he missed these conversation. Last time we would hog on the phone, the 3 of us, from night til morning. Gossiping about almost everything. They are the friends who help me be myself again. Sad that we kinda drifted apart cause of too busy.

I wish everything was like 3 years ago but even better in some ways. Minus the backstabbers and the bullshits. Gonna go sleep now. Having breakfast with b tmr a Mac's. Its been a long time. Anyyo!


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