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sem satu tamat

waaahhh . finally , cuti 2 minggu ! lama tu wehh . kena plan macam-macam neh supaya tak bosan . psto tetiba dapat tahu yang ibu dengan ayah tak lama lagi nak pergi ke China . woahh *kena panah petir* ,

"ibu , bila ibu nak pergi China tu ?"
"bulan Disember . kenapa ?"
"Umi cemana ? dah balik matric . haha"
"Yelah . Umi mana ikut ."
"ohh ."

konklusinya , tetiba dapat tahu daripada adik . hehh dia nak cerita pasal passport dia mulanya . psto mesti lah macam banyak tanda soal , dia nak ke mana ? hee . rupanya aku yang tertinggal . kena tinggal sebab kena balik matric semula . takpa takpa . cuti 2 minggu neh nak keluar dengan kawan-kawan boleh ? hahaa *seret Anhar keluar rumah laju-laju*


dum dum dee dum dum dum dee dum dum~ tak dapat cerita panjang lah . kejap lagi nak keluar rumah . weeeeeee ! cerita pasal hari-hari terakhir sem pertama dekat matric jom . sbenanya bosan jugak sebab macam takda aktiviti pun . jadi , ramai yang balik ke rumah . aku tak balik pasal nanti hari last kena datang matric jugak untuk jawab muet . haha . baik duduk jee kat matric haha . malam hari paper akhir ,

perghh . macam takda apa nak buat . Anhar dah selamat sampai kat rumah dia dah pun . jadinya , malam tu aku text kawan ajak diorg keluar jugak . sambil baring atas meja belajar tu aku pun text Farahen , Hafiz dengan Amal . alahh , tapi kitorg lepak sambil bual-bual sikit je . balik bilik awal - tengok movie Death Note dengan roommates . tapi tidur kira awal lah jugak . haha bosan punya pasal . hmm lalu bilik orang lain pun diorg tengah tengok movie *intai bilik semua perempuan block aku*

hari esoknya , bangon awal . celik je mata , "Ain , nak buat apa neh ?" sambil pandang kipas tu oscillate kiri ke kanan , kiri ke kanan . siang-siang aktiviti aku menjerit-jerit sampai member pract aku dekat bilik bawah boleh jawab soalan aku semua . hahaa . lepas tu wrestling dengan roommate sbela katil dengan gaya pondan psto text kawan aku . psto dah malam - aku bosan dudok dalam bilik seharian . malam tu plan dengan kawan satu practicum nak keluar lagi ,

aiskrim aku dah habes baru nampak muka Danish dengan Hafiz . malam tu teman dorg pegi Maybank kejap sambil gosip pasal Amal . hahaa kantoi dah kau , Amal . call Amal , Hafiz paksa dia buat bunyi cerpelai - itu lawak weh . heee pukol kepala kangg . psto ada aktiviti menonton Hafiz dengan Danish makan nasi goreng . Aku lepak dengan Farahen , Atiey dengan Ceypa . Kadang tambah perisa bila Syasya bahan Amir macam-macam . psto maen Truth or Dare dekat tengah-tengah dataran ,

aku kena paksa mintak air dekat sorang perempuan cina ni sampai dia kasi . Yaya kena mintak seringgit dekat perempuan yang lalu ramai-ramai dekat dataran tu . Syasya kena ikut sekumpulan lelaki jalan tengah-tengah sambil buat gaya pelik . Hafiz kena menari sotong belakang budak squash . Danish kena jerit nama ktorg sampai budak kakom terganggu dari makmal tingkat kedua . Sarah kena mintak raket squash sorang lelaki psto hayun atas kepala macam canibal . itu je lah yang aku ingat . macam-macam betol malam tu sbenanya *esoknya bangon macam semua tu mimpi pelik*

tataa !

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