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Balik Maktab~

Last Tuesday, Khai, Musab and I went to MJSC Tun Ghafar Baba, our previous school. We stayed in Hotel Sri Impian for one night and went to our college the next morning.

I'm too damn lazy to explain, so just take a look at pix ok?hehe































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  1. ahh.
    baru ingat kesemuanya.
    ahaha

    cis ko bergambar dgn cikgu est-ku yg hot.

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  2. wow, memories are currently flooding my mind.

    tak amek gambaq ngan pengetua, hep, n hea?

    kehkeh.

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  3. >>>mok

    haha

    sori aa brader~

    cikgu est-ku juga

    hehe

    >>>haziqah

    hohoho

    that day kitorg x smpt nk jumper sumer cikgu

    lagipun,skrg tgb xde pengetua

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  4. Chehh...Cekgu est AKU!!haiz..
    jom mok balek maktab..tangkap gambar ngan miss eri.hahah..wah2..ader cekgu noreen gak..

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  5. cikgu bi aku!!
    cikgu sej aku!!haha..
    nak juga...

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  6. patutnyer aku amik gambar sekali ngan hep

    ngan cikgu amir

    miss molly

    huhu

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  7. >imp

    eleh ko nak fly dah.nampaknye ak tangkap gambar solo ar ngan dier.

    muahahah

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  8. ckgu kimia, ckgu fizik-ensem...jeles aku..ckgu aku tu!

    gmbr ckgu rae xletak pulak?

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  9. gambar tuh dalam handset...

    x teringat lak

    leceh aa transfer dr handset

    nanti2 aku edit k?

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  10. huhu..
    rndu tgb!
    bile la nk g sne blk..

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  11. damn...when i will ever set my foot again in tgb?

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