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OGENKIDESUKA, TOMODACHI ?

Cehhhhh, dah macam-macam bahasa ada dekat Blogger aku neh. Sekarang, dah mula cuti sekolah. Yeah yeah, elok sangat lah tu. Sejak dah dapat buku teks Form 5, terus tak datang sekolah sampai hari terakhir baru terhendap-hendap lalu bawah pagar nak masuk sekolah tu. Yelah, kasot sekolah dah hilang lah katakan. Tiap-tiap kali nak datang sekolah jea ada perhimpunan kat padang tu pagi-pagi. Taknak aku kena denda tak pakai kasut der. Bukan salah aku pun. HAHAA, dah lah cter pasal kasut - sakit hati je. Kalaulah cikgu nak denda masa dia nampak aku berada dekat tempat tak sepatutnya tu, hahaa, aku lari balik rumah je terus. Taknak datang sekolah, wakakaa. Jahat jahat. Sekolah tu lah tempat aku menimba ilmu selalu. Tak baik menyelinap masuk,kan? Sebab ade urusan import eksport dekat sekolah tu lah aku sanggup bersusah payah datang, tau tak. Itupun ade jugak pinjaman orang tak selesai lagi haa. Member aku ler tu, pinjam barang belum pulang lagi. Untung lah dia duduk dekat-dekat sini jugak. Tahu lah pulang sendiri nanti tu. Hmmm...ape lahh. Kalau aku buat pinjaman berbayar macam PSS tu dah lama fulus terlebih-lebih. Cehhh...

Pagi tu, tak banyak benda buat. Sementare tunggu perhimpunan tamat, duduk lah bertentang mata dengan katak dekat surau sekolah tu. Entah ape makhluk tuhan tu buat kat situ, aku pun tak tau. Dia yang panggil hujan, dia nak berlindung pulak ke? Hmm...musykil musykil. Hakikatnya, hujan tu turun bukan sebab katak yang panggil, okeh. Itu semua orang tau lahh. Mule-mule sekali kene suruh duduk dekat kantin sebab kelas dah kena ambik alih kat murid-murid Upper 6 utk STPM - nak panggil budak-budak macam comel sangat pulak karang. Ape-ape pun dieorg dah 20 tahun mulai tahun depan. Dah cukup-cukup lah duduk kat area sekolah nie, dah besar sangat dah tu. Tak perlu pergi sekolah dah... macam menghalau je pulak.

Dekat kantin, Asyika, Ain, Rabell, Aliah, Khaleesya tengah uruskan permohonan nak masuk asrama tahun depan. Hahaa, pegi lah dulu - dah kene pakse nanti baru aku masuk asrama. Rasenye sebulan ke due dulan sebelum SPM kene duduk asrama. Eloklah tu, dapat avoid handphone, internet, Tv, dan lain-lain yang sungguh distractive. Memang banyak kat rumah nie. Nak elak senang je carenye, sim kad bagi ayah gune jadi, member nak mesej pun dah susah. Internet gune untuk blog je - oleh tu, cepat bosan dgn internet sbb blogging kene ade idea. Kartun dekat Tv hanye Spongebob Squarepants dan Grim Adventure of Billy and Mandy serta sitkom Teenick sahaja. Weekend kalau ingat je tengok Waktu Rehat dgn Hannah Motanah Forever tu. Segala CSI dah tggalkan. New Scandinavian Cooking, Nigella Bites, Summer with Nigella, License to Grill dkt AFC ditinggalkan. Cter korea Run Mackerel Run tu dah habes :(

Jadi, kadang-kadang tak tengok langsung Tv tu. Handphone sampai habes bateri tak bertinjau. Blog sampai berselawah lah kott tak lama lagi. HAHAAA

Barang-barang yg patut aku import mase hari terakhir sekolah tu berupa baju sukan rumah Raden, keychain Keroppi, kertas-kertas exam yang belum berkutip, majalah-majalah untuk kawan-kawan yang dok asrama, book list F5 2011 dan makanan hasil belanja orang yang murah hati. Barang eksport sikit je, aku neh bukan ade simpan barang orang pun - satu je, report card kena bagi kat guru kelas. Lepak-lepak dengan kawan yang dah berbulan tak jumpa tu then, straight berkejar keluar sekolah dengan kawan-kawan.

P/S : Cinderella's Stepsister tu dah tengok dah, Aten. Sampai habes, hahahaa! Tak sangka boleh pulak terikut cter tu sampai penamat. Kalau tak sbelum neh tengok cter Jepun je - My Boss My Hero baru tengok episode #1 dah laptop kene anta repair pulak tgh tahun uh. WTVR..



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