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didnt go to school;

on 26th March,
it was Thursday and i went to school as the usual.
i was having tons of fun at school.
yepp, of course. but there's some stunning incidents i cant remember.
i can easily forget stuff and when i forget about it,
there's only 20% chance to remind it back.
hahaa! laugh at it.
but sometimes, i can suddenly remember.
o'yeah. there's one incident i cant forget till now.
because it left scar on my hand.
a friend called from the floor below and,
i punched the ceiling and it broke.
i was like, "wth am i doing?" but i kept quiet.
it was an accident. i was just fooling around and now, it's broken.
it didnt hurt me a bit.
i suddenly realise that my hand bruised a little while going downstairs.
reddish and beside it, a scar less than 1cm.
i told A about it and she said, "tu lahh. spe suro kau buat." then,
i told her that it was all just an accident.
there was only 5 friends from different classes saw the incident
or more. i didnt count.
i can only remember 5 of them. A, H, S, A, E.
i was standing between A and H.
near H was S and on the lower floor was A and E.
we were waiting for 2:30pm which is the time to go back home.
and while waiting, we were just loitering around the block.
some of us stands along the coridor,
some was crouching on the floor, the other sat on chairs.
some went to the surau to pray,
and of course, some had already on their way home. hahaa!
:)

later,
i went home with A.
she made me accompanied her to the library.
on our way home, we walked with S.
we laughed, we joked, we talked. it was fun.
as soon as we arrived to the library, A and me went in.
we searched for books of Seri Menanti Palace but didnt find it
so we asked the librarian.
she helped us find it but still cant find the book we wanted.
we picked a book entitle, 'Rumah Tradisional' and went to meet S.
we walked, talked and briefly searching for the book.
later, we sat on the chairs and talked some more.
about 30 minutes after that, S went out of the library.
A went to use the internet followed by me.
we dint found too many stuff for our assignments.
after that, i told A that i cant stay any longer because
i have to join the other family members.
i didnt want to go but here i am, sitting.

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