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Balik ke INTEC!

Esok aku akan daftar balik ke INTEC!
tapi aku kena gie sorg2 aa disebabkan tempat mendaftar (Kolej Cendana) ngan rumah aku teramatlah dekat (10 minit jalan kaki)
InsyaAllah aku gie daftar seawal yang mungkin, lepas daftar dah boleh rilek,hehe
barang pun aku x kemas lagi
takpe aa, maybe malam kang
nak kemas esok pun boleh kot


Dengar citer budak2 cendana akan dapat roomate yang same ngan sem lepas
aku tak tau aper perasaan aku biler dgr berita nie
gembira + bersalah yang paling hampir aa

sebab?
aku bersalah sebab mase sem lepas aku jarang dok dalam bilik
start bulan ramadhan aa aku dah jarang tido bilik aku kat Cendana
di sini aku ingin meminta maaf kepada roomate2 ku yang telah diabaikan oleh aku
tapi aku x pnah luperkan korg!(eceyh)

jadi...
aku menyimpan azam utk stay kat Cendana lebih lamer pada sem nie berbanding sem lepas
banyak perkara yang aku terlepas bila aku selalu dok rumah

kepada roomate2 ku, aku harap korang still boleh menerima aku sebagai seorg roomate dgn seadanyer *sobs*
(ngan muka dah bertaubat)

Comments

  1. kemas la beg awal2..
    nanti esok tak de lah nak kelam kabut..
    hehe

    saya linkkan blog kamu di rumah saya okey?

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  3. ko lmbat la zafree. cendana tue dh ramai org balik. homesick la tue. =P

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  4. eisya - haha. orait, nasihat diterima.hehe.bley2 xde masalah

    aB!d - kalo aku balik awal giler pun cam xde makne.hehe.

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  5. peh...keji gile slalu balik rumah..tak aci!!!

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  6. maner ader keji!

    menggunakan nikmat sepenuhnye

    haha

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  7. oit. aper cer tido umah sniri. haishh. x der feeling dok kolej ar.haha

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