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Final Exam

Tak payah cakap lah pasal ni. Kehkehkeh.

Semalam, saya pergi rumah Jaja. Jaja tu kawan baik saya dekat sekolah. Saya ada ramai kawan baik. Heh apa benda ayat sekolah rendah ni -_-" 

Semalam kakak Jaja kahwin. Rumah Jaja dekat Beranang, Selangor tapi kitorang sesat sampai Negeri Sembilan. Haha. Semalam yang pergi adalah saya, Zue dan Nuso. 



Ini Jaja. Baju kalah pengantin. Haha
It was fun tapi kena balik awal sebab Zue nak jumpa mak dia dan Nuso ada hal. Tapi takkan kau nak duduk situ sampai malam pun kan? Terima kasih banyak banyak dekat Jaja sebab layan kitorang. Terima kasih dekat kakak Jaja sebab kahwin, kalau tak kahwin entah bilalah nak jumpa, Terima kasih dekat Mak Jaja sebab lahirkan kakak Jaja dan Jaja hahaha. Terima kasih dekat Nuso sebab sanggup drive walaupun pening pening lalat dah. Terima kasih Zue sebab sanggup tak tidur tunjuk jalan dikala saya tidur di belakang macam boss. Kehkehkeh.

Okaylah, cerita sikitlah pasal final. Saya memang sukakan peperiksaan. Semua orang diam dan tenang, jawab soalan dan uji apa benda kau belajar selama ni. Masa tu lah baru nak tahu sama ada belajar 12 jam sebelum periksa tu bagus ke tak. Next sem mesti nak buat azam taknak study last minute dah. Tiap tiap tahun pun azam sama. 

Bye bye.

Ya, saya memang suka buat post tergantung.

Comments

nisa' said…
jaja fuiyooooo! next is jaja's turn!
May 10, 2011 at 4:53 AM
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