Friday, April 1, 2011

this one is for the girls

i want rainbows in the rain
i want everything under the sun
i want to be as happy as one can be
i want friends.i want buddies.i want my girls.
now, that's what i really want.the teslians girls

feels like it's just yesterday we're apart.time has changed us, a lot, i gotta admit.it was so much fun whenever i was with u guys.still remember the birthday parties?okay not really party, but we tried our best to make surprises on each of us' birthday, right?we had it at the rented home, at mcD, kedai lilin (my favvy!), darul ehsan,anywhere!and, remember the day a morning class was cancelled, suria and cyeda made a run to the library for the sake of checking 'now showing' in the net?yes, we caught nine yards at Jusco bukit raja.well, i have forgotten what the story was about but still remember how we went there by a cab and of course the mall has just opened and that means we're early birds we got discounts on the tixs.

and the time nala suggested nandos for lunch me&lyd escaped a class, hop into the 70cents bus heading to SACC mall.aaand, remember kak marini and her merc?remember heading to kedai kopi tasik shah alam with four of us crammed in at the back seat?the midnight in Sunway pyramid watching charlie and the chocolate factory?remember how we crossed the highway for King-kong?

have u guys still remember hunting for educational CD as instructed by Miss Saliza?speaking of which kita selalu ponteng kelas dia sbb the night before xtdo sbb buat ape ntah.and what subject was that yg kita kena compile newspaper cuttings then sggop beli kertas double A mahal2 sbb nk suroh tebal and dpt markah byk?Adzura.ellier's class?miss J?my all time favvy mr.john greig?and oh, kieran.johnston for sure!well, shakespeare with his utmost fan uhdaya.banu..mdm.rosalind with her asian literature?mr.mahadi's creative writing class?oh well, mdm.salina and syntax!i ilove the sentence treess so much!and definitely other lecturers whom we'd just realized we love them once we stepped out from the front gate.

oh please dun remind me of our ramadhans there.the bazaar was just across the lane and there was time we're too busy with the ahem ahem thesis that our night was our day, our day was our night.hahah!you know, after iftar, everybody was asleep like sleeping soundly and got up just at 10pm to continue with neverending assignments and thesis and got back to sleep only after subuh?and how our room (me,cyeda n banj's) was midnite and urs (lyd,nala,suria's) was daylight?oh oh remember still the cat from the house next door?how we took turn to clean its poops in our balcony?hahahahahaha.

we've been thru so many dramas.(anyways baru teringat scene lidya hampir pengsan selepas menderma darah dan mengetuk pintu dgn lemah longlai sekali).ok, so many many many dramas.the good ones.the bittersweet ones.

but i wanna revisit those days :(

it's so boring to have a carrier.a carrier but no friends.money without friends.if only..if only..

2 comments:

heliocentrism said...

ko kijam. aku jadik melankolik jap ingat kejadian-kejadian lampau. Owh! Seronok kan dolu-dolu. Tak tahan sal bab pagi2 gi tuju bukit raja..hehehe...

memang banyak drama kan sepanjang idup kite dulu. waima yang sedih, gumbira atau yang ada kena mengena antara idup dan tak brape nak idup. love them all. seronok!

we've learned alot. about life. about the importance of being someone else's friend. about everything.

mish u la pak!

jeep said...

huhu.
definitely cuya.byk sgt memories yg even tulis berjela2 pon xkan cukup nk describe semua, kan?

i miss u girls..i miss u all..if only we can revisit those days..huhu.cthnye, time g raye umah shukri naik kete odessey yg berbumbung panas tuh, mase pegi sunway naik kete peed tgk cite the holiday tuh..ah..byk sgt laaa..huhu.xmasok lg time kite bermuka pucat pegi jumpe pn. rosnilawati subki..hukhuk.

bykkkk dramas..but those dramas lah yg make me missing those days so muchh!

i miss u too suria..kalau la aku ngaja teknik kuantan, mesti aku bleh singgah jumpe ko slalu.huhu

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