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Saturday, April 11, 2009

Movie Marathon stay over in school was two blasts!!!

although we had only watched parts of movies, it was full of laughter and enjoyment.
on the way home after breakfast the next morning, AM said,"[.....] they're our friends now."
and a lovely feeling washed past me, i cannot identify it, perhaps it was a feeling of gladness.
i appreciate that this group of people exist
and i truly appreciate that this group of fun- loving people is friends with me.
thank you am, wei ren, jeremy, imran, sukhdeep, maksi, aman, hafiz, azmi, noor, khair, whoever i accidentally forgot ;)

sometimes i feel that people cannot hear me.
but i'm okay with that, i'll be okay.
okay's enough.

and between us are jokes, more jokes, and tons of laughter.
what if one day we ran out of things to laugh about.?
what if one day we didnt feel like laughing anymore.?


what then.?




she's not here @

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